Totally amazing. It is so reminiscent of the soldiers in Alice in Wonderland painting the white roses red. Overnight the forest has changed colour. The white and pink wood anemones, primroses and celendines are beginning to fade and in there place has appeared a riot of bluebells, a carpet stretching as far as the eye can see. It’s been a while since it has looked quite so impressive, so something about this year’s weather must be just right for the bluebells – they’re impressive around my garden pew too now.
I took these photos to take in and show to Dad. He is definitely not leaving the hospice before next Wednesday, and possibly not even then as they are keen to get his pain under better control as well as giving us chance to get some support in place. He is able to go out in his wheelchair, but is uncomfortable sitting for long and has lost so much weight that he gets cold very quickly. I think a few cheery woodland pictures might sit well in his room. There again, I think it is this one that will be the most welcome: