After the short, grey days of winter, springtime percolates slowly through Calderdale, injecting life and colour into the valley once again. Muted monotones turn into verdant hues, flowers and buds appear, and the hills echo to the sounds of bleating lambs and birdsong. Bluebells herald the transition from spring to early summer, and dapple the woodland floor with their shimmering blue tones.

You can read more about the scene on my blog, here.