Bluebells

A dull day, with the very light spit of impending rain all day. Good for the garden, I suppose. There is a wonderful carpet of bluebells beneath the trees (yes, we do have some trees in Lewis). I think my memories of carpets of bluebells on the hillsides go back almost as far as I can remember. There is something delicate, but yet very resilient about them. I like bluebells.