It's that time of year again. The Bluebells are carpeting the woodland floor and filling the warm, spring air with their hyacinth-like scent. It was so beautiful this morning as we walked through Mapperley Wood, we didn't want to come home.
() were adding their songs to those of the other summer migrants and the Skylarks were soaring into the sky with their seemingly unending song. Simply beautiful. As we walked around Mapperley Reservoir, the Forget-Me-Nots were also blooming along the footpath edge.