When the sun grew too hot we went into the wood where waves of Bluebells dashed around the foot of the Oak in front of us... I never knew before, the delight of offering oneself up; I even longed for some self sacrifice, to have to give up something for her sake. It intoxicated me to think I was making another happy...W.N.P. Barbellion
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The sun’s heat in the wood was too much for Audrey... “We went into the woods to get away from the heat. The sun was beating down on us and it made me feel sick.” - Audrey Hepburn The Bluebell is a flower that grows in the spring, in damp places under large trees. A small part of its stem is blue, but the rest is green.
The Bluebell is usually found in woods or near water, covered with moss. The Bluebell is covered with blue flowers in the Spring.
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