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The season is a strange one this year-warmth in March, cold and so wet in April and on into this month. I was afraid that by the time we found a weekend free to walk in the woods, the bluebells would be finished, but the cool weather has prolonged the flowering. There are few finer sights than a bluebell wood in full flower and I was glad to have spent an afternoon, walking amongst the beech trees with their new leaves just emerging and stepping carefully to avoid treading on the bluebell flowers.
Watercolour on Arches rough paper, approx 14 x 10 inches.
There is a lot happening here at the moment and I apologise for the irregularity of posting and for my poverty in commenting. I will be distracted for some time to come but will try to post from time to time. Just in case anyone should be wondering, all is well here, just busy.
