Bluebell Festivals and the Untimely Demise of a much Beloved Camera

We walked through the farm lands to Enys Garden from our flat today, to attend the annual bluebell festival there - the weather was deep blue skies and red hot sunshine, all the flowers are blooming in the trees, the pollen is sticky and sweet and streaks the air in thick yellow spurts. My camera died a spectacular death but not before one last round of photo taking. Goodbye camera, we've been through a lot...

Good morning sunshine!

Time to lose the winter coat there Snoz

Dilapidated beauty

Goodbye camera. Your photos were kind of distorted.