The sun has broken through early mist with the promise of a beautiful day here in Elstree, Hertfordshire, England. See where I live at Elstree here. I live amongst a line of tiny cottages to the left of the cemetary.
Looking downhill from the pub in this old photo. The stables close to the road have been removed. My home is right next door. The building has recently been converted to a Jewish Shtiebel. | 
Looking up from Hanging Corner on the left, with the old Artichoke Pub at the top of the hill. We live this side of it. |
Today is the ideal day to take a stroll in the local bluebell woods. Only I can't. My hips are too painful to shuffle over uneven ground even if my husband drove me there and hauled the rollator out of the boot. Never mind. let's take a mental trip.
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Bluebells are a timeless example of the antiquity of English ancient woods.
Some estimates suggest the UK has up to half of the world's total bluebell population.
Despite their name, bluebells can be white. Pink ones are probably Spanish bluebells.
71% of native bluebells are found in broadleaved woodland or scrub.
Tennyson speaks of bluebell juice being used to cure snake-bite. The romantic poets of the 19th century, such as Keats and Tennyson, believed that the bluebell symbolized solitude and regret.
To me, the spread of blue underfoot represents heaven. Nature is wonderful. Perhaps this brings to mind wild patches of nature close to where you live.
Some estimates suggest the UK has up to half of the world's total bluebell population.
Despite their name, bluebells can be white. Pink ones are probably Spanish bluebells.
71% of native bluebells are found in broadleaved woodland or scrub.
Tennyson speaks of bluebell juice being used to cure snake-bite. The romantic poets of the 19th century, such as Keats and Tennyson, believed that the bluebell symbolized solitude and regret.
To me, the spread of blue underfoot represents heaven. Nature is wonderful. Perhaps this brings to mind wild patches of nature close to where you live.
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