I often walk by this sweet cottage garden and pause to take a picture. I don’t think it is ever prettier than in spring when the bluebells are out in force, mixed with daisy type flowers I’d say were osteospermums were they not so early, and classic wildflowers such as forget-me-nots.
For an indulgent week or two, white bluebells gleam in the sunshine, a few pink ones stake their claim for our attention and the blue ones form a soft background blur. While nothing beats a bluebell wood, passing this little corner always makes me smile.
Shared for Cee’s Flower of the Day.