Bluebell Time

Another good adventure with my little band of pugs, who were very interested in a large hole, which I think might have been a fox or badger entrance. There were also crisscrossing pathways etched out within the woodland carpet

Anyway, I've found this lovely poem to go with, my woodland blip for today.

Bluebell Time

Million bells waving bright bonnets of blue
Flaunting tall ranks of incredible hue.
Groundbreaking columns of stalks fill the shade
Assailing our senses from every dull glade.

Mid dapple-dim woods we tred without sound
Breathtaking armies of blue all around.

Sun shedding Spring over cold woodland dew,
Highlighting patches of mystical blue.
Sheer seas of colour all billowing there
Dance to perfection their Show of the Year.

Fay Slimm