Art Class: springmix 6

I was determined to get to the Bluebell woods this year. Stunning Blues. What was hot and sunny in our village, proved to be the coldest wind whipping down from Jura through the woods only 15 minutes drive away. We weren’t prepared for the freeze, and the thermos coffee was luke warm.

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