Time with Nature: the bluebell wood


Daily post: Describe your first memorable experience exploring and spending time in nature. Were you in awe? Or were you not impressed? Would you rather spend time in the forest or the city?

As a child I lived in a new build house in the outskirts of a town in Lancashire, England. It had a long back garden that backed into a bluebell wood.

An easy short step over the back fence and I was in the wood, a small strip I land that skirted the edge of the estate, and had a river running through it.

I have fond memories of being able to literally step over the fence and into a completely new world. We used to pick the bluebells when they were in bloom, and fill the house with them.

Finding toadstools, plants birds, and watching the river flow past under the tiny bridge a little further along the bank made for the perfect summers afternoon as a child.

It was perfectly safe, as our little strip of woods was never far from the road, making the mini transformation all the more special.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.

%d bloggers like this: