I think the bluebell woods are even more lovely than usual this year. The scent as we wandered through the blooms was delicious. The sun was shining, there was a gentle breeze and the birds were singing their socks off. Bliss.
And I found number 9 of the ten sculptures on the nature trail. I have yet to uncover number 10. I think I need a new set of eyes so will get Husband to look when he's better and out and about again.