Over the weekend we visited friends who have a very lovely small wood. This year, so far, we have enjoyed snowdrops and daffodils and, on this visit the wood was filled with glorious bluebells.
One of my favourite poets: Gerard Manley Hopkins sums up the joy of bluebells so exquisitely "I do not think I have ever seen anything more beautiful than the bluebell I have been looking at. I know the beauty of our Lord by it."
Elizabeth Goudge, whose novels I've been enjoying recently, wrote of bluebells "look at those bluebells. They're like the sky fallen down."
Emily Bronte wrote:
The bluebell is the sweetest flower
That waves in summer air;
Its blossoms have the mightiest power
To soothe my spirit's care.
I also love this gorgeous illustration by Chris Dunn from The Wind is the Willows.
