One of the ladies in my Knit and Natter group sent a photo of the bluebells in some nearby woods, which, unlike the woods we discovered last weekend, I was already aware of. I hadn’t however realised they had bluebells!
Returning to our cul-de-sac after the peace of the woods, we were confronted by loud music and most neighbours on their doorsteps dancing. Much as I would rather not have experienced the music, it was nice to see people smiling.
Then the music stopped and I was able to hear my neighbour properly. She has bowel cancer (which I already knew) and has had her operation postponed for a second month following lockdown.
Just to wind me up even more, the police then turned up, after receiving a phone call from one of the neighbours about a street party. Everyone quickly disappeared indoors and the police officer knocked on the door of someone who hadn’t come out.
Anyway, I don’t want my last word to be negative. So, here’s a bluebell closer to home. Goodness knows were it came from.