No vampires here ...

The wild garlic in Toward Castle grounds is more fulsome than I've ever seen it - it was quite startling when we came through the opening in the wall. It reminded me of the day I found out what it was: #1 son, aged perhaps 3, had picked a bunch of bluebells and these white flowers that grew beside them, a bunch which he took home and put in a jam jar on the table. Within minutes the room was full of the smell of garlic ...

But today it was lovely, as were the bluebells. And we saw another red squirrel.