Cliff Top Bluebells!

I should have taken my walking boots to tackle the steep, rocky, and often dangerous cliffs that I scrambled up so easily as a youngster!!!
The cliff top bluebells may have escaped my lens, but extravagant displays of primroses caught my attention. They decorated babbling brooks, gave lacey edges to the hedgerows, prettified grassy banks along Devon's narrow lanes, and scattered their pale lemon faces all around the village churchyards. 

We stayed in Soar Mill Cove, accessible only by foot from our hotel or across the clifftops, and by canoe from the sea

Part way up the cliff - it's starting to become very rocky and dangerous -  time to turn round and go back down

past the tangled web of Gorse bush branches 

to safety

In the next post our journey takes us along

Devon's narrow roads, then across a headland 

to visit a subtropical garden