Bluebells

 
One of my earliest memories is when we lived at Carrollton AR. I don't remember where we had been but my memory starts walking beside my mother thro a grove of trees and coming out into a open field and spread before my eyes was a large meadow. That field was covered with blue blossoms. I think I must have been less than 5 years old because we left carrollton when I was 5.
I remember seeing that most beautiful sight, I stopped and ask my mother what kind of flowers are those . Mother said they are bluebells.