A wonderful Bluebell walk

 

I thought I would share our beautiful Bluebell Walk with you all - the photos will hold such memories through the summer, which could well be wet and miserable (though I hold onto sunshiny hope!)  The wood is just above Crickhowell - Cefn Coed, but known locally (of course) as the Bluebell Wood.  We walked all the length of it, but will go back again and look for the Iron Age hillfort which is in the middle (we were going round the edge).  The views were amazing. Oh my goodness - I have header photos for weeks to come I think - until we go to the next beautiful part of Wales.

This is called Table Mountain.  If you look carefully you can see a few people on the top.  I'd love to walk up there but it's quite a challenge for me.

There were several bushes of Broom in full flower at the edge of the woods.  It reminds me of the New Forest, where it grew happily, along with Gorse.

You can imagine the scent of this many Bluebells.

These hills and the River Usk, form the beautiful Usk valley.  We'd have liked to live here, but demand it high (and prices with it).

It is still wet and windy here and we shan't be going far today.  I shall be busy tackling the ironing mountain which is threatening a landslide, I have lovely material remnants to make up into cushion covers, and plenty of paint to splash about.  Time to start a slow transformation here.

I love this fabric, and am about to order more so I can make curtains and a Roman blind to replace the (hideous to my mind) browny-grey checked Dunelm ones currently in the Library.

Same pattern in a yellowy colourway.

I have two pieces of this lovely pattern.  The smallest piece is just right for a 16" circular cushion for a Lloyd Loom chair we got from a garage giveaway in town (chap clearing his late mum's house during Lockdown, when no charity shops or auctions taking stuff).

So, plenty to keep me busy this weekend! Have a good one.