A Bluebell Walk Around the Cathedral

I must apologise for being a little scarce over the last couple of weeks.  Since my visit to Sweetbriar Cottage and the funeral of my dear old neighbour, I feel as though the wind has ceased blowing and I am stuck in the doldrums. Maybe it was also the wrong time to start my diet too after stepping onto the evil contraption that has gathered so much dust in the corner of the bathroom.  I always tend to avoid the unmentionable number gatherer but with clothes starting to cut me in half I became curious, and of course, curiosity killed the cat! It mocked me with its numbers informing me of the huge amount of weight I had gained!

So my dear Readers, to avert my mind from the dreaded four letter word DIET! And to remind me of the wonderful spring that surrounds me, I would like to take you around Peterborough Cathedral while its grounds begin to wake from its ancient slumber.  I haven't shown you around for a little while and today was a bit rainy and dark, but I thoroughly enjoyed this walk as I was alone, alone with my own thoughts and what I would be tapping away to you this evening.

What struck me were the bluebells dotted around the various areas, gradually spreading their springtime blues.  Little pockets of these special bulbs just bursting for this time of year.  Protected by the ancient walls that surround the Cathedral.

The blossom was falling like confetti all around the precincts.  The rain and wind were helping this along, but I loved the pink carpet at my feet.

The moss coming to life on the ancient grave slabs, bringing green to the grey, cold stone.

My favourite lamp post at the far end of the Cathedral that I regularly take photos of was being framed by the new green of the trees that have surrounded it for many years.

Nearby, more pockets of the beautiful sky blue flowers.

The deep pinks of the remaining blossom were set beautifully by a couple of the Cathedral stained glass windows and the old stone.

The evergreen yew trees were being joined by some new grass, freshly growing after the first lawn cut.

The gnarled and twisted bark containing pockets of these soft needle leaves.  So old, but so full of life for a new season.

And still more pockets of the blue bell puddles.

The sky was incredibly grey and the occasional sound of rain on leaves could be heard, but seeing the new green against the cold stone looked wonderful.

From the front of the Cathedral, it looked quite foreboding in the dark weather.

The old sun dial to the left of the Cathedral was not going to give away the secrets of the day's time today.

Even the scaffolders who have been so hard at work trying to get the platforms up for some restoration work, were taking a break from the cold wet rain.  This is the scene from the office window where we have been watching the gradual rise of this enormous mecanno set.

But even on this grey, rainy day (which I personally love!), I can bring you a little more colour with this car whose occupant had a meeting here.  Isn't it great?!!  I just had to share it with you.

I leave you with this little montage of colour of this beautiful spring time set against the old ivy cloaked tree.  Even on a rainy day the colours spring out!

And so, back to the fruit and salads - 5lbs lost this week so far!

Have a wonderful weekend and week.

Take care.

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