All over blogs and social media I’ve been seeing glorious bluebell woods photos, of children romping through the flowers, or posing beautifully. After not doing any last year, I decided that we’d try to find some this year.
Now, you’d presume that living in the countryside, there’d be bluebells woods abounding. But no.
I found a website of woodland, where you could search your area, and check where bluebells are found. Our nearest one is a 30 minute drive away, and you can’t even coincide it with visiting anything else as it’s just a small walk and wood.
I’ve been spotting random bluebells at the side of the roads, and we even have some in our front garden beneath one of our horse chestnut trees. Our front garden is a bit of a wild garden – my in laws are the gardeners, and I think they probably despair at my lack of interest and skill.
We do have a wood at the edge of our next door village so I dragged N there one morning before heading off elsewhere.
He was quite excited (I’m not sure whether he thought we were going to do another Gruffalo trail), and we had to go early because there’s usually lots of cars parked alongside the wooded area, with dog walkers galore.
The woods are fairly small, but I was quite optimistic when we spotted some bluebells right near the entrance. But, there were lots of dandelions (there seem to be a lot more than usual this year) and no more bluebells.
N didn’t mind. We walked along the path, through the muddy bits, and over a couple of felled tree trunks.
I was quite impressed with N’s log climbing technique – he could have been a soldier going through an army assault course!
We did stop and listen to the birds singing, and some horses riding past the woods. But then it was a sad walk back to the car. Of course afterwards, going the long way home, we saw loads of bluebells along the road verges. Unfortunately not really the location for photos, so maybe next year we’ll find some bluebell woods which are carpeted with the flowers.
The quick walk in the woods did help N with his floral knowledge though. Everytime we’ve driven past the woods since, he’s said ‘We saw bluebells in those woods’. Maybe I can make a naturalist out of him one day!
Do you visit bluebell woods near you?
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