In this image, I tried to capture the dreamlike nature of the bluebell woods. At first, there is nothing. Then I feel a soft morning breeze against my face. Sunlight pierces into my shady world. Fingers of light stretch through the murky shadows, lighting, by touch, green torches around me. Trunks appear. Pillars guarding this cathedral of nature. This sanctuary of dreams. Rich royal blossoms spread out as a carpet of colour before me. I am in another world. Alone, and yet part of this dream that is the bluebell woods. In harmony with all that is around me.