The Bluebell forest lies just beyond Waterloo, where the ground cover in the forest, for as far as the eye can see, is an amazing cast of blue for about 2 weeks a year. There are bike trails, horse riding trails, walking trails, and 'bluebell spotting' trails. We didn't bother to unhitch the bikes, as we left the house in overcast sun, and arrived at the forest 20 minutes later in a dreadful hailstorm. So glad we made the trip though. The forest was just beautiful. I'd say it felt as if we were in a fairytale as the sun set. However , 'ah-hem', one of the shorter folks in this crew was slightly put off by the scene, stating "Bluebell forest if fake. The flowers are not blue. They are purple. And they are not bells either."
The sun seemed to shower over the blanket of bluebells after the rain.
The lack of buds, or green on the trees, gave way to greater contrast of the trees to the forest floor.
When I walked past this, it reminded me of a stained glass window (use your imagination okay?)
Definitely worth a stop if you are in the Brussels area at the right time of year!