Thirty Nine Minutes.
Hahaha, I confess I laughed to myself when I was looking at these photos earlier, I was really willing the time stamps to show 41 minutes between the first and last picture so that it would be the exact same as yesterday. But I was two minutes short today, darnit.
So this morning saw us head to Bolton Abbey to walk in Strid Wood. It's bluebell time, and I do love to indulge in a little Bluebell Appreciation at this time of year. Everything is looking very beautiful indeed in the woods, the wild garlic is just beginning to flower and the beech trees are tentatively starting to unfurl their incredible bright green leaves. It looks like it'll be another week or two before the canopy is really in full green swing, it seems a little later this year compared to last.
We had a lovely time, the Little People walked and ran and jumped and climbed. They played with sticks, they chased one another, they examined trees and flowers and leaves and insects and birds. J and I strolled along keeping an eye on Little B, but really he didn't need much taking care of. He has heaps of energy, loves being outdoors and is turning into a strong, confident little walker. He was completely blissed with the whole outing, the delight radiated out of him.
I have to say that it was all rather lovely and happy and familyish. It was a beautiful way to spend Sunday morning.