The next bend in the path gave me another unexpected delight – wild daffodils! I’ve been reading a bit about how the cultivated ones are forcing the native ones out – I suppose a bit like bluebells. There were hundreds of them sweeping across a grassy opening from beneath ancient hedgerows and trees.
Their old fashioned name is Lent Lily or Easter Lily.
This second picture shows them surrounding one of the moonstones laid out by Andy Goldsworthy quite a few years ago now to mark a path up to the South Downs Way.
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