I’ve noticed recently that the area I live in seems to be awash with bluebells, they’re growing everywhere. My own front and back garden seem to be stuffed with them. I always thought bluebells were a rare flower, but we’ve got an epidemic on our hands!
Being the bleeding-heart liberal hippy that I seem to have grown into these days, I don’t tend to look upon them as a weed that needs to be got rid of, rather a welcome splash of colour in this urban sprawl that I call home. I’m kind of the same about urban foxes to be honest…yes, they rip our bin bags open, but I bet they lived on this land long before we built houses on it.
As it turns out, bluebells are protected by UK law, and I found this snippet of info really interesting:
H. non-scripta is a protected species under the Wildlife and Countryside Act 1981. Landowners are prohibited from removing common bluebells on their land for sale and it is a criminal offence to remove the bulbs of wild common bluebells. This legislation was strengthened in 1998 under Schedule 8 of the Act making any trade in wild common bluebell bulbs or seeds an offence.
As you may have noticed, I’ve gone a bit collage mad recently (probably after hours of me and Husband trying to get a bad install of Picasa to work on my crappy netbook, I’m getting the most out of it after our effort!) and I made this one of all of the pictures I took of the bluebells along the way when Sausage and I walked to the shops today. I love the way the flowers look alongside concrete, ceramic tiles and bricks, such a juxtaposition of nature and man-made products.
They were only taken with my iPhone 4S, but if you click onto the collage you can zoom in on individual pictures to see them a bit better. Anyway, here it is.
As a side note, Urban Bluebells is the best name for something, if I ever start my own kids clothing label, that’s what I’ll call it!