I nearly missed meadow season and only remembered at the last minute that we might just be too late. Cant live in England and not visit a meadow at the start of Summer! Its one of those year on year things which I love to enjoy at the same time each year, its the beauty of us having the four seasons in England, they each have their own delights and meadows are my Summer delight.
Thankfully we weren't too late and the grasses, purple clover and tall buttercups were doing their thing, beautifying the cow field at Lucas Marsh Nature Reserve next to Brock's Hill Country Park. (These links take you to my other posts about these places, all the Lucas Marsh ones are meadow pictures, some of my favourites of all time!)
We went through the sun bleached gate into the next field full of wheat and bordered by frothy white.
There's a little gate in that hedge somewhere that most probably gets missed by many as its so overgrown. I like to think of it as a little secret opening to a private woods just for a few of us who enjoy venturing to hidden corners and mystery pockets of countryside.
We met a beautiful long haired cat with such a friendly temperament, if only we could have brought him home, he was just lovely.
I think we stayed in the shelter of the woods with him for about ten or fifteen minutes, stroking, playing and gushing over him as he meowed to us. Then he followed us through the trees and out into another field as we made our way back towards Brock's Hill which is where we had parked.
He was still with us when we reached the car park, he even stuck by our sides as we passed two growling dogs strongly tugging their leads whilst their owner had to lean backwards to hold onto them.
And back at home we filled a few vases with pretty meadow memories, some blooms from a bunch of flowers bought by a friend, and some back garden flora too.