Saturday, 22 May 2010

The blue remembered hills

There is a place not far from me where the bluebells are known throughout Dorset. The woods are filled with heady aromas and a dazzling array of bright colours. It is a time when the ground and sky are wearing matching outfits in a deep and lovely, glorious blue.


Next weekend, there will be a bluebell picnic up here to celebrate the marriage on Oak Apple Day of my friend Pelly's Number One Sheepwashlet. The whole village is invited.


The beech trees are in shimmering coats of lime green. The pine trees overlook the vale with its patchwork of fields and the sea beyond. They sway in a Mediterranean-style breeze. Everything is beautiful.

This is the place where I have stipulated my ashes are to be scattered. And, I have since discovered, Pelly has requested exactly the same thing. Even in the afterlife we will be gossiping among the trees, whispering through the bluebells, the beech leaves and the penny bun toadstools. We will probably be joined by lots of other villagers who, unbeknown to us, have made the same request.

We soak up the beauty all around us as we head down the hill for a game of croquet with Mr and Mrs Champagne-Charlie.

But not before investigating a plume of smoke coming from a copse. Two young children run away as we approach, only to return and blame someone else for starting a fire at the mouth of a badger sett. They put the fire out as the farmer heads up the hill in his Landrover to find out what is going on.

Trouble in paradise.

That's about it.

Love Maddie x

37 comments:

  1. That's a beautiful setting for a wedding - will there be some photos?
    We're gearing up for a wedding tomorrow in my sister's garden - medieval theme....we have to wear costumes for goodness sake. Am longing to go to a wedding to which I only have to bring a gift and good cheer!

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  2. Just lovely! I want to take a walk through this beautiful glade right now, with my two youngest, lingering and discovering with them. Sigh.

    Smiles

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  3. A beautifully written piece Maddie.

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  4. Beautiful pictures and well write Thanks :)

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  5. I so enjoyed the pictures and post! Thank you for sharing!

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  6. That's fantastic! Where I live, it is fields of foxglove or sweet peas. Amazing how much magic a ground cover of color can give to a world of green.

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  7. Beautiful post, thank you for sharing :)

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  8. Just beautiful. There are some things I miss about England. (Well except from the odd relative - and she's very odd!). Thank you for sharing.

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  9. How wonderful..miss that side of UK countryside..
    I have a similar request, to be scattered in Wales..near our family town..
    take care

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  10. That could be a poem! Beautiful :-)
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  11. can i move there? i need a new place to stay.. :)

    http://theblogaboutsomething.blogspot.com/

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  12. interesting,posted 16:24pm,"The Farmer" heads up the hill 6.00pm?

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  13. thank you for sharing these beautiful pictures with us!

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  14. Angela - not guilty of a premonition or encouraging arsonists, this post was written the next day.

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  15. Your photos are gorgeous! Check out my blog at shannonandthebees.com.

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  16. I love these pictures! Especially the beech trees!

    That sounds like such a wonderful place for a wedding!

    Your blog keeps my romantic feeling of Europe alive. One day, I will visit!

    Thanks for the post!

    Feel free to check out my blog if you want! "Life's Just Another Story"

    Evie

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  17. The world is beautiful, isn't it? I really want to take a breath in those lovely places. Amazing...

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  18. What a beautiful area. It's like walking through a fairy tale setting.

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  19. Oh, just gorgeous!

    Now, tell me, what is a sheepwashlet? And what does one wear to a sheepwashlet's wedding? (one must always be prepared...)

    Barbara

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  20. D&B - Pelly Sheepwash is my friend and the Sheepwashlets are her children. Number One Sheepwashlet is getting married at the weekend...

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  21. Thank you for sharing the great pictures.

    My wife is from Savannah, GA and many of your pictures remind me of the trees in and around Savannah.

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  22. Thanks, Maddie! I was picturing little swaddled creatures and guests in bonnets holding be-ribboned crooks.

    Now, that might still work for a human Sheepwashlet...

    Congrats to the family!

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  23. The best time of year in England,why would youlive anywhere else??

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  24. Such a ray of colors! I love the photos and how you describe each one! Today's my 1st day actally using blogger and i'll keep my eye out on your blogs from now on! I'm David by the way. Looking forward to more of your work!

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  25. Hi there.i am actually a new blogger and i browsed blogs of note,saw your blog and fell in love with it.this is really great!

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  26. Oh my...that is stunning! So jealous right now.

    Congratulations on being blog of note, you have a fantastic blog! :)

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  27. Wonderful photos and story. The kids at the end really make it for me. What are woods for if no children use them for misbehavior, or even misbehaviour?

    I probably would have been one of them. ;-) Though tormenting small animals was not my thing, I would have found something....

    Congratulations on the potw.

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  28. Lovely. Congrats on your POTW mention at Hilary's place!

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  29. Congratulations on the post of the week mention over at Hilary's blog.

    How do you ever get anything done? Don't you just want to sit and stare at the lovely world around you? Just seeing these few photographs are enough to capture me for quite some time.

    I feel like there should be a lamppost and a scurrying fawn, leading us all into Narnia and the end of that path. Or if not Narnia, then some other magical kingdom, where a Faerie King and Queen rule, and a strange cotillion is in full swing. Dresses made of ferns, and all that.

    If you see a White Rabbit, it's up to you whether or not you pursue, but I highly recommend it.

    What lovely area of the world, it is impossible not to set out on a flight of fancy. That's part of why the mention of the farmer is rather funny. Surely he's cultivating spun gold, or fanciful thoughts? Those fields cannot be filled with simple produce.

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  30. I will imagine myself at your bluebell picnic!!! you Lucky Girl!!

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  31. Beautiful story and pics! Congrats on your post of the week.
    Hugs
    SueAnn

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  32. Lovely .. I am here via Hilary's to say congrats on TPOW mention!

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  33. Your wonderful story made me smile. My mother's yard is filled with blue bells too.

    Congrats on your POTW mention from Hilary. Well deserved.

    Cheers,
    jj

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  34. Do you know, Land of Shimp (and I read that as Shrimp, thought you were a talking prawn), you have hit the nail on the absolute head. Ask any of my regular followers. This place does exist but it doesn't, in a kind of weird way. I was going to do a post on all the lamp posts in people's gardens and someone who looks like Mr Tumnus. Narnia is my favourite place in the imagined world, and this is the closest you can get to it.

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  35. Really very good pictures. The world from your window is really very beautiful, want to see more pictures like this...

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  36. Your blog is an inspiration to me. I realize that the names of our blogs are not that different but I truly enjoy reading yours!

    http://the-world-outside-my-window.blogspot.com/

    Keep writing! It is a pleasure to read your blog!

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