British bluebells in bloom

Today I went for a walk in a small forest area close to home, and was happily surprised to see how many bluebells there where. In the city I hadn’t really seen any, my eyes were drawn to all the daffodils and blossom because they have both been so abundant. So I hadn’t been expecting to see the carpet of purple covering the forest floor.

This evening I happened to read that Britain makes up 50% of the worlds population of bluebells, how incredible is that? Its so easy to take things for granted when you are used to seeing them, but this fact made me really stop and think about how lucky I am to have grown up in England.

Like a lot of people, I grew up wishing for exotic shores and completly disregarding the insane beauty of my own country. Whilst I still dream of those exotic shores, I now take so much pleasure in seeing England.

On another note, my shoulders got so badly burnt today that they are now lobster red and so sore. Ouch. I feel so annoyed at this fact because for a long time I have tried to be uber careful not to burn because of how bad it is for the skin. But I think today I got completely caught off guard with it, so engrossed in enjoying being outside and the good weather that I didn’t even realise it had happened until a friend pointed it out to me. Whats more mortifying is that I now have a stonking big straight line across my back where my off the shoulder top was. Bad move Naomi, bad move…! Thank God for coconut oil which I will be slathering on myself tonight. Lesson learnt. Doh.

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