Finemere Wood has stunned us once again with its majestic carpet of bluebells. For me, a sight more emotive than ever before, having missed out on it last year.
The natural world has kept me grounded through this challenging era. My endless wanderings around fields and open spaces, noticing flowers, butterflies and tuning into birdsong has been uplifting. But it has also been reassuring, as I observe how the cycles of nature continue regardless of the pandemic.
The volunteers have weathered the storm and now return to the woods to immerse themselves in this healing, nourishing sanctuary.