Friday, 31 May 2013

last of the bluebells

I regularly walk through a tiny little woodland on my daily ramblings with Walter. This year, the bluebells, though late to arrive, have been especially beautiful, mingling here with the prolific three-cornered leek, and bathed in dappled sunlight.

We tread this path often, and I love seeing how the woodland changes through the seasons. It's also on the route we use to walk to one of our favourite tea rooms, set in a beautiful walled garden, bordering Trengwainton (our regular visits there are a story for another day).