I just went down to Bosahan Woods and they were blue, who knew! How blue

bluebell blue, startling blue, lit by dappled sunshine peering through

How long since I have seen that blue , smelt that scent of spring

seen the squirrel climb the branches heard the songbirds ring

checked the turned earth entrance to the badger’s secret place

enjoyed the breeze, heard the stream, felt the warm sun on my face

The swing on the tree brings echoes of childish joyful screams

and the many games of pooh sticks on the bridge over the stream

a well loved spot that fills each sense with scents and sound  and views

and the colour of the wild flowers, of various brilliant hues

But I forgot to take a camera!  So before it starts to rain

I have to get my shoes on and go back to the woods again.