Bluebells, like Christmas, come but once a year. They're thought of as a woodland plant, but there are drifts of them all over Dartmoor, casting purple shadows across the landscape. They seem to grow happily amongst the granite outcrops. These were near Saddle Tor.
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They florish on some of the high commons of Mendip, too. We've been wondering if we're imagining it, but the bluebells seem a darker but more radiant blue this year, and if so maybe it's been the rain, or the lack of hot sun. About to change at the weekend perhaps. "Kind of Blue", Miles Davis, 1959, another good year, obviously.
Yes, they certainly have a radiant intensity. Rather like the sainted Miles himself.
Yes, they certainly have a radiant intensity. Rather like the sainted Miles himself.
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