The move to Yorkshire from Sussex was a difficult one for me. I’d romanticised our relocation; we’d get a dog, we’d all be in matching Hunter wellies, and everyone in our village would be gamekeepers, walking around in flatcaps, saying “aye up lass”… I guess this is what happens when you read a lot of D.H Lawrence as an impressionable teenager?!
Anyway, pregnancy happened. Perinatal depression happened. Postnatal depression happened. And two years on we’re finally starting to explore our area – and it’s rather gorgeous! And exactly what I imagined Yorkshire would be (although less flatcaps and we still don’t have a dog).
Last week I captured a family shoot in Hagg Wood, just outside of York. The bluebells were rife, and I felt a little envious of the family I was capturing for having all of these beautiful bluebell photos in their possession… So, we decided to visit North Cliffe Wood Nature Reserve yesterday (which is in between York and Beverley) so I could capture our own children frolicking in the purpley-blue floral sea!
The Nature Reserve is a stunning walk – and we were all amazed at just how many bluebells there were. It was definitely a different experience to last weekend’s shoot, as my children don’t tend to listen to me when I’m attempting to vaguely direct them… and H-Bear became rather obsessed with destroying any bluebells in his path. But nonetheless, I captured some lovely shots, and thought I’d share a few here.
I even had a play around with the self-timer on my new DSLR, as I am NEVER in any photos. A chaotic experience, but I’m glad I caught a few shots of us all together.
Our walk lasted about two hours, and we were all suitably tired by the time we got back to the car. I think I may have to embrace my impending 30 years of age, and invest in a flask for tea for these walks… as I was rather jealous of the elderly couple in the car next to us enjoying a cuppa after their walk.
Do you have a bluebell adventure planned for this weekend?