
I don’t know when it fell, but all that remains from a once proud tree is a rotting stump in Bridgend Woods. Moss and Bluebells now cover it, at some point it will disappear.
I don’t know when it fell, but all that remains from a once proud tree is a rotting stump in Bridgend Woods. Moss and Bluebells now cover it, at some point it will disappear.
A lone red Tulip among the thousands of Bluebells in Bridgend Woods on Islay.
An April afternoon in Bridgend Woods on Islay, the ground between the trees is covered in Bluebells, illuminated by the scattered afternoon sunshine.