It’s August and the heather is in full bloom. I’m not tramping across some remote Bowland Fell as I’ve been relatively indolent in the high temperatures we have been experiencing. I don’t seem to cope with the heat as I used to. Often, just for a little exercise, I have been coming up to Cowley Brook Plantation to enjoy the shade and any breeze.
And that is where I am today, and the heather is suddenly magnificent. It hits me in the eye as I set off on one of my little paths.
As I brush through it, the aroma is earthy and yet sweetly floral. It is not at the stage when the heather releases clouds of pollen. Bees and butterflies are skimming around. I suddenly feel released into another world. All of this 200 metres from the road.
A family are picnicking with their baby and toddler. The youngster has discovered the joys of blackberry picking and is running around excitedly. That’s how to bring up your children. I steal a few juicy ones. 
In the news today were warnings that hedgerow fruit this year was ripening too soon, and there may be a shortage in Autumn when the birds need it. The Rowan trees up here were certainly full of fruit; let’s hope the birds know how to ration it. 
Catch it while you can.
I so much relate to your praise of heather. Even the sample you describe is sufficient, but to witness a whole moorland expanse is something that gives me a huge thrill, perhaps more so each time it happens. It is difficult to describe but the combination of colour, and undulating uninterrupted swathes stretching into the distance impress on me a feeling of wonder and thankfulness for nature. It ist has its own special magic, there is nothing else I can compare that with, nor would I want to.
I was happy with my little patch today but I know exactly how you feel.
Wonderful! Everything is(apparently) ahead of itself this year.
Heather is so beautiful. Have noticed lots of rowan trees laden with berries too.
There are berries everywhere this year. Sloes in particular.
I love the third heather shot, with just hint of the red berries it looks really pretty. Parys Mountain on Anglesey looks fabulous at this time of year – the natural colours of the mountain are amazing anyway but the different colours of the heather in full bloom turn it into something really special, especially on a sunny day.