A walk in the woods.

The bluebells are out in Judy Woods, and how beautiful they looked today in the dappled shade.
What a joy.
We finished the walk with a shandy sat outside the White Beare in Norwood Green.
Perfect.

Also the pink cherry trees are now in full bloom. Absolutely gorgeous.
See extra of the Memorial Park.

Rather liked this little poem by Anne Bronte:

The Bluebell.

A fine and subtle spirit dwells
In every little flower
Each one it’s own sweet feeling breathes
With more or less of power.
There is a silent elequence
In every wild Bluebell
That fills my softened heart with bliss
That words could never tell.

Another glorious day. 25C. How lucky we are.