My Bluebells

For years I've hoped to find a wonderful bluebell wood at this time of year.

Very soon I hope to be able to get to an open moorland famous for its bluebells and would have gone there today. However, the weather forecast was bad and we discovered last night that The Man had a meeting.

He set off, telling me where to go down the Ullswater valley to see some. I checked on The Mother then went off out. At least she was eating a little bit today but was complaining that cake is too sweet for her. By this time it was pouring down and I decided I didn't want to spend the afternoon getting soaked so I drove home, waited for the rain to stop and blipped the bluebells in the garden instead!

I'll try for a trip out another day!