This is on the path on the upper side of the woods as you walk in. It is the first taste of bluebells that you have.
You then emerge into a sea of white where the wild garlic is dominant. The smell of the garlic leaves is pungent as the leaves are crushed under foot.
It is the bottom part of the woods where the bluebells are thicker.
It is here as well where the sunshine streams in more that there is another little treat to find. You have to keep your eyes peeled to spot one.
The early purple orchid. Note the spots on the leaves. I found two on this occasion although I am sure there are more.