Shakespeare had it right when he compared flowers to precious stones. The Bluebells here around our estate have finally burst into life with a tidal wave of deep violet blue that has flooded through our woodlands. Dotted here and there with the glint of a golden Celandine and the sparkle of a star like Stitchwort, the wild flowers are really putting on a show.
I took this photo of our wood land alongside the Hamble Estuary, one of our best sites for Bluebells.
|This dead Ash was covered in Cakes.|
From Sapphire woodlands to Emeralds in the Heather - let me show you a fantastic creature I was lucky enough to come across the other weekend on a sandy, heathland site in Hampshire.
|This was the dominant male basking. See how he flattens his body to absorb the maximum amount of heat across a surface area.|
After about half an hour I left them to it - hopefully he figured it out....