Spring is here, the bluebells are out

I am privileged to live in rural Wiltshire, and a five minute walk from my house is an tract of ancient woodland known as the West Woods. At this time of year we tend to get inundated by tourists as said woodland is currently a sea of blue. I spent most of Sunday glued to the computer attempting to catch up on a range of work before heading off on a three week round the world trip, but around 1700 I picked up the camera (mine again at last after Daughter completed her A level photography exams) and headed off for the woods seeking to take advantage of the evening light. I left it a little late, or I need a new and better camera able to handle low light conditions. However I got some reasonable photographs that can be viewed via the Flickr icon on the main page of the blog. One close up is shown here. I love the evening light and sounds, or rather absence of sounds, there is a sense of relaxation about it. You can nearly always see Hares and Badgers if you tread quietly, and as dusk crept in a Barn Owl glided over the lane in front of me. I got home to see the sun set over the roof of the house. Much as I love visiting cities I don’t think I could live in one.