Have I ever shared wild orchids with you before? I know I've photographed a couple but maybe I 'saved them for a rainy day'. It happens, like with voles or fleeting glances of kingfishers; in my mind they are the nuggets of gold to be brought out at the right time which inevitably never materialises. Nevertheless, all wild flowers are beautiful and inspiring in their own right. On the day I visited Foxley woods back at Easter there was so much more than just bluebells (I know, bluebells are blindingly beautiful) but there is plenty more behind the scenes.   

Wild violets...