We used to have to travel quite far afield to see a proper display of bluebells every spring, Cliveden woods near Taplow were always a good choice but about half an hour away from where we lived before on the outskirts of London, luckily out here where we live now they seem to be fairly easy to stumble across in the local woods. I'd love to say the dogs we willing models for this improptu photo shoot but Jack will only reluctantly sit if bribed with wafer thin slivers of Mattessons sausage and Amber only stands still for more than 0.2 of a second if her jumper happens to snag on a passing branch so it wasn't exactly easy getting them to cooperate for these shots. That's my excuse anyway and I'm sticking to it....
