At the weekend we went to a bluebell wood near Blakeney in the Forest of Dean with my mum & dad. We went there last year but didn't have a camera (apart from on our mobiles) and it was so beautiful that we wanted to go again this year and take some photos. I don't know if the photos will do it justice (I haven't downloaded them from the camera yet) but I took so many that I filled up the CF Card. (Note for Scottish readers - the English bluebell is not the same as the Scottish bluebell, which we call the harebell.)
The whole forest floor was covered in bluebells wherever you looked, and it was like a blue haze, shimmering mauve. Above the carpet of bluebells, the sun was shining through the pale green beech leaves, and the sky was forget-me-not blue. And the smell - you couldn't deliberately smell it, it just came over you occasionally in wafts. The whole thing was incredibly uplifting. Also the path was covered in door beetles, which when you saw them upside down, had beautifully iridescent undersides. After that we went to Gatcombe and saw some derelict salmon-fishing boats, which were very picturesque.