For years now, every year on my Friday off, about two weeks after the cherry blossoms reach their peak, I go see the bluebells in bloom at Bull Run Regional Park.
It’s all natural — in spots flowers as far as the eye can see.
There’s a loop trail that goes by the river.
I go on Fridays because it’s not crowded. I’m free to take pictures like crazy to my heart’s content.
I love all the other wildflowers that show up, too.
There are always breezes blowing, birds singing.
Okay, the truth is that you can usually hear guns from the shooting range. But it fades into the background.
The loop trail is a little over a mile long. I take my time and ramble through the bluebells.
My spirit is always uplifted for another year.