For at least five generations members of my mothers family have been walking the five fields behind our house to a local wood where they would gather spring flowers or other goodies depending on the season. Whilst these days we do not pick the flowers, we still like to walk to the woods to see the bluebells, which have been unusually early this year. Easter has been late so we took our yearly walk at bluebell time on Good Friday. Again it was glorious sunshine, not typical of April weather. I can never take decent bluebell pictures as I can never get the light and camera settings right to do them justice. Of course no photograph highlights the gorgeous smell that often hits you the field before the woods, if the wind is blowing in the right direction.
flickr. I have a back log of photos from the last few days to sort and upload.