Last weekend I went to Blackbury Camp, an iron age hill fort in East Devon. Iron age puts it between 800 BC and 100 AD, and Blackbury is one of several similar in the south of England. The hill fort is around 200 by 300 metres and roughly oval and has ramparts constructed from flint and clay. It has stunning views over the surrounding woodland and pastures, and is now looked after by English Heritage.
I’ve been before but this time was really special, here’s why!
It’s bluebell time, and this little place has the most perfect bluebell wood I’ve ever seen! Come and join me for a stroll.
I hope you enjoyed the view, I was overwhelmed by it’s beauty.
Most fragrant treasure
carpets a wood nymph’s haven
relentlessly blue
Lucid Gypsy 
Oh. Just oh Gilly. No wait. Were you tempted to lay down among the bluebells and search for the wee faerie folk ??? Because did you know that – Fairies are called to their midnight dances by ringing these little bells on bluebells.Bluebells are said to represent kindness and therefore are the most potent of the Faery flowers. But be careful because they are also called “warning bells” – it has been thought that when one hears a bluebell ring they will soon die. Bluebells warn those who are about to travel into a bluebell glade, for these are places of consecrated Faery magick and enchantment, so you best be warned and on your best behaviour. When next Beltane Eve comes around, make an ankle bracelet of bluebells and jingle bells and then wait and see if they attract the helpful fae folk to you.
Ahh yes the faery folk in this place are very ancient, wise ones, but they would recognise a kindred spirit, so hopefully I’ll be safe. Just to be sure I’ll make a spell 🙂
Not sure whether to be delighted or just a little scared, Jo! Desperate to hear fairy bells! 🙂
Beautiful Gilly!
Thanks Livvy 🙂
Lovely, lovely, lovely. Thank you for sharing these.
So glad you liked them Sandra 🙂
How gorgeous! Are they very fragrant, Gilly?
Yes very, the fragrance wraps itself around you!
Such a special place, definitely Faerie folk there! I guess I will miss the bluebells, but I am so glad to have seen them through your eyes Gilly … it is an awesome phenomenon…. truly a carpet of bluebells!
It’s extra special when the bluebells are in flower, I was really quite emotional 🙂
Like a dream, Gilly, a fragrant paradise, a purple haze … I’d like to have walked through with you but this is the next best thing. 🙂
I’m really pleased you enjoyed it Meredith 🙂
Stunning. Thanks for sharing
Thank you 🙂 i’m glad you liked it!
Gilly, words fail me! I have never seen a Bluebell wood(or is it glade?)Such a glorious carpet of blue in a misty world of soft green. Those banks of blue are surely painted by a fairy painter.
I hope that one day you get to see one, it’s unforgettable 🙂
What a magical place, Gilly. Bluebells are so pretty, and I remember going bluebell picking when I was a child. Happy days. 🙂
They certainly make lovely memories 🙂
What a pretty place
Thank you for visiting Suzanne!
Wow. I’ve never seen anything as gorgeous. Such dainty flowers, what vibrant color, a carpet of wonder. A true feast for my eyes. Brilliant photography, Gilly. ❤
I’ve read about blebell glades, but I’ve never seen one before. Spectacular! Thanks for sharing.
Maybe one day you will – I hope so 🙂
You’re always so kind Tess, I do appreciate your lovely visits x :-)x
You are welcome. ❤
Wow! I really really enjoyed walking here. Beautiful and serene. Thanks for inviting me. 🙂
As a onetime student of prehistory, I know just how excited archaeologists get about crop marks showing up underground structures – but ramparts delineated by bluebells – that truly is special.
It’s an amazing place Tish, ancient pot shards and other things have been found there. Those people certainly picked a great place 🙂
Love the pictures. Looks like a magical place. Something that looks straight from a fairty tale book with all the flowers with tall trees as a background. You must’ve felt like skipping strolling towards those path. 😀
I skipped and danced like the child that I am 🙂
We are so lucky, Gilly, when it comes to nature. Snowdrops, daffs, bluebells for carpets and blossom for a roof 🙂 For me, heather time on the moors is Summer’s standout treat.
Oh yes heather – and gorse, this is such a wonderful world 🙂
Oh my! Pure magic Gilly!!! Is the header image from there as well?
Thanks Madhu, it’s a very special place. The header is a view over the river Dart, from here,
https://lucidgypsy.wordpress.com/2014/04/20/a-garden-by-the-river-dart/
at Agatha Christie’s garden!
I’m sure I’m dreaming and I never want to wake up! 🙂 Magical! 🙂
Oh so beautiful Gilly!
Lovely, lovely, lovely! Beautiful sight….
Just popped over from Sue’s to remind myself. 🙂 I was in bluebell woods in Durham yesterday. Totally fabulous! I hope my photos are as good as yours, Gilly 🙂
Reading old comments is strange, isn’t it? There’s Jo with her fairies, and lovely Meredith, who doesn’t blog anymore. And Christine, of course. I’ll do my walk for her again tomorrow, after t’ai chi, if the weather is fine. Hugs, Gilly!