Springtime shades of yellow

As you drive into our village from the north, on the road from Weston-super-Mare, you pass the walls of Uphill Manor on your left and a small wood or large copse on your right. Beyond the trees you pass a meadow/field/area of grassland with a few trees standing as if on guard or as decoration, mostly chestnuts. This is called the Donkey Field or the Bluebell Field. Apparently a donkey or a couple of donkeys lived in the field in the past and in the late spring the grass turns blue with bluebells.

From the beginning of the year it’s dotted with colour, a whole succession of wild flowers and because of the magnificence and reputation of the bluebells, the others are slightly overlooked.

To begin with there are crocuses, mostly yellow but with a few blue spots of colour. Then there comes the great pools of snowdrops which really are the most lovely of flower; some years it looks as if it’s been snowing as they lie in drifts. Then come jolly daffodils, they are quite short so I’m not sure if they are wild, or just a petite variety. At the same time, beautiful pale primroses begin to appear – I’m not sure but I think they are my favourite flower, the colour, though pale is so particular.

Overlapping with the bluebells are the cowslips which smell so wonderful. I remember walking home from school and there was a ditch and bank, and the bank was just a mass of yellow and the perfume was just a cloud of loveliness! I was so disappointed when I tasted cowslip wine, and it didn’t taste like the flowers smell. There maybe oxlips among them, but as you can’t go into the field I have no idea! Later there come dandelions, but not so many of them, so I wonder if the soil isn’t right, although I thought they liked to grow everywhere.  As the grass gets longer the buttercups appear

From late winter to early summer, the green grass, before it grows too tall is starred with tiny celandines, they are such an overlooked wildflower and yet they are everywhere. No-one ever seems to notice or praise them, but they really are lovely little bursts of right yellow.



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