This is a short musical sketch to describe the bluebell woods of my childhood in Renfrewshire. The idea of all the kids in the street going off for hours by themselves to play in woods, out of the sight and supervision of their parents didn't seem to cause any stress in those days and we had great fun climbing trees, building dens, sword-fighting with rotten sticks etc. Early May was the best time for the bluebells, sweet-smelling and a vivid blue that bewitched the eyes. There was no problem with picking a few to give to your mum, especially if you were late home for tea and wanted to ward off a scolding. The lanes that led down to the Clyde were always lined with them too and wherever I see bluebells, I am always transported back to those remembered places.

This track was made with my first use of a new Spitfire library I treated myself to - Fink-Signatures - so everything here is virtual, including the bluebells...

(Clutha Project) Bluebells

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(Clutha Project) Bluebells

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