Carpet of Blue

A carpet of Bluebells … some colour!

White Beacon

Winter will just not give on its grip this year. With temperatures much lower than the norm everything is much later. The Bluebells have not long been in flower, almost a month late.

Walking in the local woodland a sea of blue carpeted the floor. The odd shaft of light lit up the flowers in a luminescent blue that made you forget the cold wind. Among them a different form. The equivalent of the ‘black sheep’ in floral terms this white bluebell was a lone beacon of light under the dark canopy.

So Blue

A dense carpet of blue covers the woodland floor at the moment. As the stout stems bend over with their weight, the Bluebell flowers dance in the wind. If you could imagine them ringing the sound would be deafening.

As I preoccupied myself taking a series of shots it amazed me how others passed them by without a second glance. Such a shame.