Last Sunday I met a couple of friends for a bluebell extravaganza of a walk!
The path took us through deep dark woods
Joining Cee’s Which Way Challenge
and lighter glades where the light was stunningly, beautifully, softly, frothily romantic
I took so many photographs, it has taken me all week to choose which ones to share( they certainly won’t all fit in one post).
We stopped at Down House Farm
and sat out in the garden
for a delicious lunch of Bubble and Squeak, eggs and bacon, all local produce and drank apple and ginger fruit punch
after that we headed out to the cliffs and wide open views towards Portland
Oh what a joyful day, the sun shone, the air was sweet, the sky was blue, our batteries were well and truly recharged …..
to be continued …………
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We managed to get a walk here before our holiday. The bluebells are always fantastic here, wish we had stopped at Down House Farm, we were walking early in the morning! Sarah x
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Oh I’m glad to know you got a walk in before you went away – it is SO glorious there isn’t it, it must have been extra special early in the morning.
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This is a gorgeous post with lots of wonderful photos. 😀 😀
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Thank you Cee, lovely to have you along on my walk with me. 🙂
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Beautiful bluebells , but that lunch is what I hanker for.
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It was delicious – simple but satisfying!
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A beautiful walk well worth taking! Magnificent! 😍
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Absolutely!
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Bluebells are just magical aren’t they?
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Oh yes! They create an atmosphere like no other.
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Gorgeous! What a wonderful weekend!!
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It certainly was Kathy
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Absolutely loved your foresty pictures – so glorious! And how yummy that platter looks. But this other-side-the-ponder doesn’t remember what’s “bubble & squeak”?
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Ah! now Bubble and Squeak is a glorious thing! HaHa!! It is actually a dish made traditionally from left over vegetables the day after a roast dinner. Left over cooked potatoes and brussels sprouts are chopped up (with other vegs added if you like) and fried. These were made into little burger shaped cakes and fried.
Yum!
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How interesting – thank you! Now you mention leftover potato… ‘member my gran doing fried patties with leftover mashed spuds. Don’t think she added anything as being mashed they were easily formed into patties. They were yummy – thanks again for reminding me!
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A pleasure Dee. 🙂
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That looks like a wonderful day. It makes me long to get my walking boots on!
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It is a wonderful month for walking.
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What a walk! Those bluebells are beautiful! And we have a Portland in Maine. Our biggest city.
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There are so many British place names in America aren’t there. The Isle of Portland here is famous for its Portland Stone which many of the buildings in London are built with. I wonder if your Portland was named after this one.
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I expect it was. As you noted, lots of British place names in America, especially in—no surprise—New England.
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A simply glorious day.
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Yes indeed Lisa – glad to have you along. 🙂
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It is so beautiful and peaceful. Thank you for sharing, it feels like I was walking there myself. 🙂
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Oh that is so good to know – thank you. 🙂
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I have fond memories of your bluebell woods from my English sojourn. Nothing quite like them!
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They do have a special magic don’t they. When were you in Blighty?
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89 -92 in Kent.
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Oh the Garden of England – so many wonderful gardens in Kent. Now I want to sit down over a cuppa and have a good old natter about your time in Kent – so many questions. Hope you had a fabulous few years Pauline. Do you have bluebells in New Zealand?
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Oh yes, we have bluebells – but not growing wild like you do. There are a few forget-me-not woods though and they are pretty. We need the ‘beam me up Scotty’ thingy and then could have cuppas whenever we wanted 🙂
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Wouldn’t that be wonderful! 🙂
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What a beautiful looking walk – it’s a fantastic time of year isn’t it 🙂 I love that twisting footpath under the shadows of the trees.
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Gosh it is one of the best walks at bluebell time. This time of year is so gorgeous, I don’t think I will ever leave the UK in May again!
So glad you like the photo – I must have taken about 50 of the path alone, each twist and turn was so photogenic.
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