I don't know how many times I've visited our local woods at bluebell time, lots and lots. Archie enjoys walking there but we don't go during the winter months, it's just too muddy, and with a farmer's field to cross to get there, you can imagine the state he would arrive home in. Our visits to the woods start at just around this time each year, and look at the sight which greets us.
Mick has taken a few walks in the woods with Archie already this year and alerted me to the fact that the bluebells are in flower, and as it was such a beautiful evening on Monday, I decided the time was right for my first visit of the year.
It's a magical place at bluebell time, the colour seems to light the whole area up, even though the ground is shrouded by a great canopy of trees.
I love to see the bluebells en masse like this, it just accentuates the colour and it looks as though the woodland floor is covered by a beautiful carpet.
They can look very pretty on their own too.
The flowers of the wild garlic will be following very soon, just the odd one or two blooming at the moment.
I love to see ivy wending its way up a tree.
The woods will be one of Archie's regular jaunts again now that the weather's better and there isn't so much mud around, especially whilst the bluebells are in flower.
Archie enjoyed his walk in Bluebell Wood and so did I.