Wandering through Bluebells

For me, woodlands are a special part of the landscape: a place where we may play out our stories and dreams, enjoy physical and mental recreation, immerse ourselves in the sights, sounds and scents of nature, and breathe the pure clean air of trees…

It is bluebell time beneath the trees – a profusion of delicately scented flowers wherever one looks. And all around are fresh green leaves, and the sounds of trickling water and gentle birdsong.

Like many of us, I like to walk in the woods, with friends or alone, and I also like to take photos and make small land art works with the materials I find lying around.

At other times, I like to wander amongst the trees doing absolutely nothing at all. I have done this since long before the current media interest in the Japanese practice of Forest Bathing. The difference is that I prefer to be alone, and I haven’t told anyone about it, until now!

So what is it about, this desire to head for the woods seeking silence, stillness, solitude and a sense of spaciousness?

It is perhaps just a simple need to quieten the mind in the seclusion of the woodland environment, far away from everyday human noise.

In the serene atmosphere beneath the trees, there is beauty and peace.

About throughstones

I am primarily a visual artist, living on the North Devon coast, a beautiful semi-rural area in South West England. I am interested in full engagement with 'place' and the eternal movement of life - particularly as it relates to what we call 'the natural environment'.
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4 Responses to Wandering through Bluebells

  1. So happy you mention forest bathing. I just came across that expression recently and intuitively knew what it meant. I love bluebells as well, although ours are a bit different from the ones I see here. Are you in the UK?


    • Thanks very much – I do love wandering in woodland, which I only discovered since moving here to the North Devon coast in south west UK about 10 years ago. Your own area of Virginia looks lovely from what I have seen.

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  2. For me the sound of running water, bird song, and working with my hands and senses quiets my mind. Your bluebells video has me wishing I could be there.


    • Agreed! The bluebell flowers have died down now, but I shall never forget the experience of unexpectedly coming across them at exactly the right time – the hazy blue atmosphere and the subtle scents in the air,. all around.


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