Bluebells

What a glorious weekend it has been.  I’ve been saying that Spring is late. Most of March felt like it was still February. But April is beginning to feel like it’s already May. I went to the forest where the bluebells usually put on a display in May. I knew the leaves were already out. But walking along the path into the trees I saw this

A bluebell in flower!

Then further along some wood sorrel

And blackthorn:  These flowers come before the leaves, unlike hawthorn which is the very scent of Summer when it flowers later in May.

But what I still didn’t expect was this

So many bluebells so early. And there’s plenty more to come. Over the next few weekends the forest floor will be a carpet of blue. For me that is sheer delight