Moo Cows and Bluebells ...

Patience is a virtue, they say as I sat twiggling my thumbs while the cows got transferred to another field. It's a common occurrence on this lane. 'Driving with Miss Daisy' sprang to mind.

I'm not a lover of the dairy industry, but I've noticed these farmers always stroke or pat the cows on their backs. They never rush them. They just let the cows go at their own pace. Slow. When all the cows finally entered the new field, the dog jumped into the buggy to head off back to the farm. Job done!

I parked up and then entered the village wood. I originally called in it at the wood to see the bluebells, as most of them are out now. Unless it warms up later on, the weather forecasters have got it wrong again.

It will be a lot better when it is brighter and the sun's rays are coming through the trees. It was a bit too gloomy this morning.

I like dandelions as well. Much better than daffodils in my humble opinion.

A few black and white shots to represent how cold it was in the woods this morning.

Unfortunately, yet again, the weather wasn't quite right. It was too dark. Tomorrow is another day, as they say ...