So, with another three weeks of lock-down ahead , we decided to vary our programme a little by driving a couple of miles to a small ancient woodland traversed by a Roman road, no less. It's small, but big enough to get lost in. And we saw very few people once there.
What we did see on the way was our first swallow of the year, perched high in a tree.
This year has been very dry through April so far, so all the paths are dry, unlike most years when paths like these are quagmires.. In the distance, you can you see a haze of blue.
But soon, blue is all around: a deep intense blue, along with a heady scent.
Wood anemones,,,
And more bluebells, beneath these very beautiful slender trunks.
A peacock butterfly...
And a choice of paths for returning to the car. Not all exercise has to be of the physical kind in order to be restorative.
What we did see on the way was our first swallow of the year, perched high in a tree.
This year has been very dry through April so far, so all the paths are dry, unlike most years when paths like these are quagmires.. In the distance, you can you see a haze of blue.
A peacock butterfly...
And a choice of paths for returning to the car. Not all exercise has to be of the physical kind in order to be restorative.
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