Discovering the Beauty of Wildflowers in The Bluebell Wood
The Cuckoo's Song
At last, this morning I heard the long awaited call of the cuckoo, now we know it is officially spring!
Although I look forward to hearing this bird’s beautiful song, I have never actually seen a cuckoo. Cuckoo’s aren’t visitors to gardens they are usually found in woods and then are heard and not seen!
Their name is from the two notes that the male bird sings and sound like the word “cu - ckoo” Their song is crisp and loud, the “cu - ckoo” carries clearly through the quiet of the countryside air. I always stop whatever I am doing just to give this beautiful sound my full attention.
A Wet Drought!
Today, not only do we have confirmation that spring has arrived from the cuckoo, but the weather is looking promising and we should have some sunshine.
After the glorious month of March, it was announced at the beginning of April that England was officially having a drought.
At the beginning of May, the drought was officially ended! It was probably the shortest and wettest drought ever!
A Walk in the Bluebell Woods
A Beautiful Forest Trail
Some of this trail is a wide track and other parts are small and narrow, after all the rain we had in April we are trudging through mud in places!
At the moment the sun is shining and we are enjoying every moment after having weeks of dull, miserable and wet weather.
I enjoy walking somewhere different, as there are always new things to discover.
Initially I was preoccupied with taking photos of the bluebells, but soon began to notice a lot of different wildflowers.
I particularly liked this one - a ‘Yellow Archangel’ and as I crouched down in the mud to photograph it I could hear voices.
In the past I use to feel embarrassed about people seeing me taking photos. Especially while trying for a great angle or particular light and I was in a precarious, weird or frightening position! Sometimes I just did not have had the confidence to start taking photos if I knew people were watching me. Now I have thrown all caution to the wind and realise how silly that was, I enjoy photography and it’s all about having the confidence to capture the photo that you're after.
So as the people approached, I remained down in the mud and as they walked past they shouted a cheery ‘hello’ and asked if I’d managed to get a good picture!
The Yellow Archangel is a quintessential beautiful wild flower of the English woodlands and the little bug stood on the top looks so proud as though he is shouting ‘This is my domain!’
As we returned to the car it started raining!!