Nothing like it

There is just nothing like a bluebell wood. To be walking on paths through ancient woodland, with bluebells as far as the eye can see - gorgeous blue by your feet, a purple haze in the distance. Then sunlight sweeps across adding a magic touch. And to have it all to yourself, with no sounds except the songs of birds high up in the trees. A miracle that takes place year after year. A joy and a privilege to visit. 

Extra - Purple Haze

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