I cannot remember when we were last in England during the spring. Our first trip back in 1978 was certainly August/September, and the next trips, during the children’s school days were, per force, during December/January. More recent trips have been mid-summer, and as I said, I cannot recall a springtime visit. And maybe that is why I am totally blown away by the brilliance of the spring flowers! Even though it has been cold, the days have mostly been sunny, and the flowers are more colourful and bright than I remember them ever to have been! Whilst we were a bit too late for the daffodils, the tulips and other flowers, most of which I do not know the names of, are stunning. Gardens are so well tended; the grass is so green and freshly mowed; the wild bluebells, which we saw in the sleet and snow are magnificent this year. Mind you, the imported Spanish bluebells, which are brighter, stronger, and slightly bigger than the native ones, are taking over. So far they have not invaded the wild woodlands, but they are certainly spreading rampantly through domestic gardens. There was even a short piece in the national daily newspapers expressing concern at this Iberian invasion! This blog will not have many more words, but I hope you enjoy the pictures of the flowers!
Slingsby's Miscellany 