ACL Letter #21 - A Spring Ephemeral

The Bluebells

I had to visit the farm recently. I wasn't going to stay long. I had a few things to pick up, check on, and bring back. But when I looked to see if the bluebells were blooming, I had to linger a while. Across the creek, tucked away, is a riparian woodland that, for a days in the early spring, is blanketed in bluebells. No one planted these …