If you’re in Britain, where’s your local ancient woodland? I’ve just realised that I’m not sure of my own answer to that. Thanks to my fellow blogger Rachel at Ecology Escapades, today I notice that the wood just across the valley from my home may be ancient. I think that because it’s full of bluebells which are an indicator species for ancient woodland.
The bluebells are so gorgeous when they carpet that wood in spring that I know people who always take a picnic there to enjoy the scene. When the season comes around, a few weeks from now, I hope to find out whether the bluebells there are the native English bluebell (Hyacinthoides non-scripta), the naturalised Spanish bluebell (Hyacinthoides hispanica) or hybrids between them.
The Royal Horticultural Society tells us that both blubell species can be invasive weeds. I’ve waged war on them in gardens. But they’re so pretty, aren’t they? A good example of a weed being simply a plant in a place where it’s not welcome. The bluebells are welcome in my local wood.