Little Known Blenheim - Bluebell Woods

  • Posted on 28th July 2017 by Guest - Emma

  • As soon as we see the arrival of bluebells, we know that spring is here; the dawning sun of summer is on the horizon! Bluebells start blooming in the South first in early April and can still be around in mid May as you progress further North.
    Bluebells herald the lengthening of the days and the onset of warmer days. If their little bells could ring, they would be chiming in the arrival of positivity and growth. The Japanese have cherry blossom, New England has Fall and the English have bluebells.  Kew Gardens recently stated that just under 50% of the world’s bluebells are found in the UK. They are perfectly happy growing on the floors of woods and forests and are adapted to cover the woodland floor before other plants are even in leaf.  There are legends and stories around the bluebell. Those who wear them are compelled to tell the truth and they are also considered a symbol of constancy. Many believe they were the original ‘something blue’ for brides. There are many who also think that bluebells are linked with fairies. It is not hard to think how these legends and tales came about; there is something special, almost magical about a bluebell wood.
    The Blenheim estate is rich in bluebells; Blenheim’s grounds are also home to the largest number of ancient oak trees in Europe. The woods and oaks date back to medieval times and beyond. One of the trees is estimated as being 1,050 years old. This habitat is perfect for the development and growth of bluebells. They thrive in the rich habitat provided by these ancient trees. A visit to Blenheim in the spring is a must.
    Enjoying bluebells is like enjoying a fine wine. The best time to experience them is mid morning (not actually recommended for wine!) A little hint of mist or frost in the air adds to the ambience. Next take a long, languid look; as you gaze across the bluebells, you will notice that they really are not blue at all. They change from delphinium, deep sky, Persian blue to shades of blue-lilac. Then look at each little bell hanging delicately down, as if they are too shy to raise their heads and as you do this, drink in their aroma. The scent is green and fresh, a mix of dew and minerality and is distinctly floral. If this does not evoke childhood memories and wistfulness, you need to go and visit Blenheim and then take a wander over to the woods and spend as much time as you can to create new memories and a connection with nature at its best and most English. 

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