Wow...it's like the opening of Gladiator. Except that it's a horde of bluebells storming through a forest, not a horde of Roman horsemen led by Russel Crowe.
Reminds me of Bluebonnets and Indian Paintbrushes on Interstate 10, between Houston and Austin, on a bright April day that's not too hot. One problem about being in Europe is that I miss road trips.
Nice! Back when I was a wee nipper in Somerset, my mum'd always take us out to see the first bluebells of spring, so, even though I'm really not much for flowers, that picture's made me feel good.
