Photo-a-Day  (Friday, 26th May, 2023)

These look early ones as they have died off by now. They look even better en masse in the woods. Reminds me I need to dig some up they can take over…

Beautiful, brings back childhood memories, great.

A nice bunch of late springtime flowers. Not seen many white bells this year. We had both in our garden along with tulips no show with any this year

What a beautiful sight to see first thing in the morning. I absolutely love bluebells and the dreamy, shady places in which they seem to prefer to grow. Thankyou Dennis.

I have always associated Aspull with bluebells from walks as a youngster in Borsdane Wood. There were clumps of whitebells too.
Allegedly a weed - if all weeds were like this I'd never have to do any weeding!

This is a lovely photo Dennis,I think bluebells must be loved by everyone,and as Garry says they never fail to bring back childhood memories...and thank you.

I do feel the brownish leaf on the top left spoils this photo, if it were me I would have plucked it off.

Yes Irene woodland plants, they love growing in the woods.

My childhood memories of bluebells are of them being squashed and the back of my sweethearts white jumper stained blue.

Lovely photo once again.

A weed is a plant growing where it isn't wanted, so it is kind of subjective.

The weed problem with Bluebells refers specifically to a variety called 'Spanish Bluebell': they are surprisingly difficult to eradicate from gardens.

How beautiful! Thank you for sharing ...

That's a new leaf on a different plant Simon.

A child came upon ..

I walked down the ‘V’ of Porters Wood crossing the stream at the bottom as I did so .
Alone , with trees as my guardians and sunlight being directed , that feeling of not being alone , was embracing and delicious .
Arriving on the other side I was met by very tall grass and my view limited by trees .
Turning to my right side overgrown trees and shrubs had taken over everything until I caught a glimpse of something else .
It wasn’t far , thirty yards or so before I found myself peeking through the shrubbery at what seemed like an abandoned cottage as everything seemed overgrown , trying to hide it .
Curiosity can sometimes be very unhelpful , even rude , when someone or something wants to be left alone , but the temptation of something hidden , or a find , too strong , nosey !
Peeking , I saw a small gate , a gentle gate , with a name upon it and as my eyes and mind looked further over the cottage and its place my spirit went with that flow.
With traces of evidence everywhere in the garden it was easy to let my imagination go , and I did , as I daydreamed what it must have been like before.
Moments went by like a child in a daydream as I allowed my imagination to match the details of small things left . Which I did , as this once belonged to someone else. I didn’t need my imagination to tell me how wonderful this place once must have been , I felt it... And somethings we hold ....and treasure.. This is one of mine ..

Lovely Dennis, thank you.

Very nice recollection e, are those cottages still in Porters Wood? I can't recall if there was one or two, though I do remember an elderly lady gardening and talking to us children, possibly sometime in late 1950s.

Re yesterdays PAD.
The 'bluebells' are not native English bluebells, as Ena said they are Spanish bluebells & classed as an invasive species, they spread & contaminate woodland species. It is illegal & an offence to let them spread from gardens etc. I have been trying to get rid of them from our garden for years...its an ongoing process & hard work

Even the Spanish Bluebells come over here searching for their forever home. They must like our weather as opposed to being parched over there in Spain. They’ve certainly taken root!