This is rather out of time, but I’ve only just downloaded the pictures from earlier in the month. One of our little traditions is to do an annual “bluebell walk” in the woodlands that have been preserved to the north-west of Watford, including the delightfully named Merlin’s Wood.
One of the nicest sights is a carpet of bluebells viewed from a little distance away, so that they look like a blue mist just covering the ground.
Then as you get closer, you catch their very faint scent. Magical.