Bluebells

I have vivid memories of bluebells, when I was a kid. There was a valley not too far from where I lived which was absolutely filled with them at this time of year - we called it the Bluebell Wood. Often, we would go there after school - probably weren't supposed to. It was lovely to just sit there and to enjoy them and I remember going alone several times! I also remember running home one day because I saw a bull, there and I was pretty scared, lol. These were taken at Mere Sands Wood, which is our favourite haunt of the moment.