I know a bank where the wild garlic grows ...

At the woodland edge,
Pungent carpet, deep and lush,
Where wild garlic grows.

....... don't worry I won't attempt to rewrite Shakespeare's verse ... (actually I might but not right now!).

Beautiful in the woods today, wood anemones just coming into flower, bluebells pushing themselves up, and swathes of wild garlic. In a couple of weeks this will be a mass of white flowers .... but for now I like the sunlight on the leaves ....

Hectic work day and full-on dance class tonight .... my little legs are aching so it's off to bed for me ..... catch you all tomorrow.

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