We walked through the woodland of Golspie Glen this morning, most of the trees still leafless and clothed in lichen, meeting not a soul but finding....
....the year's first dog violet, pale blue and very lonely amongst the grass stalks in a clearing, but later, under a step leading down to the burn, spotted....
....several more, much darker. Then, on a south-facing sunny bank, we saw....
....the first bluebells of the year, just emerging from their winter sleep.
The wildflowers' colours are changing with the coming season, from yellows and whites to violets and blue.
We walked through the woodland of Golspie Glen this morning, most of the trees still leafless and clothed in lichen, meeting not a soul but finding....
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