The magic of a bluebell wood

It is bluebell season. Bluebells aren’t just blue of course. They are purple. Violet. Lilac.¬†And this time of year is just the time to notice…when some lucky ancient woodlands have a short but wonderful display of these most loved of flowers. I grew up near a bluebell wood, an ancient wood, surrounded by meadows at…

“I need to walk across this town”

I am not sure how long I have really loved walking. But these days I consider walking to be one of my key hobbies, and a central¬†part of how I keep myself well, both mentally and physically. Today I went out with my local Ramblers group. We started in the fabulously named Barwick-in- Elmet, a…

“Flutes and low to the lake falls home”

I got started on my Yorkshire explorations on the first bank holiday of 2017 with a ramble starting in Ilkley. It is only about thirty minutes outside of Leeds and is just delightful! Lovely houses and other buildings and lots of nice and tasty looking shops and cafes. As I was there for a ramble…