This last weekend, our Bank Holiday weekend here in the UK, was the best time EVER for bluebells. We wanted to go and see them from Thursday, and finally got our act together on Sunday after church, and wandered through the countryside to Coton Manor to visit the Bluebell Woods. I didn't know that half the bluebell woods in the world are in the UK. And I have never seen such a glorious profusion of bluebells. Put bluebell woods on your bucket lists, people - they will take your breath away.
The gardens are beautiful at Coton Manor, but we decided to head straight for the bluebells, given the fact that the sun was shining and half the population was thinking along similar lines. So many people!
And, even anticipating the purple-blueness, our response to the first sight of them was "Oh WOW!". So very beautiful.
The trees are beech, and the green of the leaves was a perfect foil for the bluebells. Add the dappled sunlight, and it could not have been better.
Walking back to the restaurant (for tea and scones and cake), we passed the manor - the wisteria looked and smelled amazing. We will have to go back to see the rose garden when the roses bloom too. And the wildflower meadow.
But the bluebells - they are special..........