Bluebells in Mill Copse 2013

If we went anywhere, we went by bus  –  train was too expensive  –  but we didn’t go far. Yarmouth was our world. I loved Mill Copse and spent hours there. The bluebells, primroses … I hated it when it was all planted up with conifers. I was a great presser of flowers, had a collection of pressed wild flowers. One year in Mill Copse I found butterfly orchids to press for my collection. In later years I went back to look but never found them again!  Mary Lord nee Hayles b 1936