After the frenzy of spring and early summer flowers there's always a bit of a lull when things are dying off and not looking quite so spectacular and the pesky Himalayan Balsam is doing its best to take over the world!
But then come the harebells!
Yesterday I was lucky to find two patches in two beautiful locations. We walked to Stoodley Pike first thing in the morning and found lots on a field below the monument and then some more among the heather up at Blake Dean in the evening when we went for a dip in the river. It was an epic day for nature yesterday that held many blissful 'oh my goodness I am so grateful that I live here moments'. I loved that this time in nature surrounded an ordinary work day as it's right on the doorstep.
I've been a fan for a while, first seeing them in the Dales and then again being enchanted when I saw them in profusion on my trip meadow filled trip to Norway and they became part of my Daisy Meadow wallpaper.
Here they are nestled in between daisies and grasses (shown here in moonrise).
Here in sage.
And here in dusk.
Those nodding flower heads made it on to a lamp too.
