We’d been waiting three weeks for the rain to stop so we could make our annual trip to the bluebell woods. Today we decided we just couldn’t wait any longer. So, despite it being a cold, grey, rainy Saturday in May, we set off and were glad we did. The bluebells were not at their best but this little bit of woodland remains a magical place. And we got the new photo to go in the gallery: The Bluebell Years.