Wild Blue Yonder

Tales from the Bluebell Woods

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Wild Blue Yonder

From mid-April, something wondrous begins to happen in the depths of English woodlands. Lured up towards the sun by vernal song, bluebells come to life. Spilling out beneath the trees like a royal-blue carpet, they are the promise of spring fulfilled–a magical reawakening that never fails to cast a spell over you. Although be warned –if you hear a bluebell ring, death may soon follow. And if you pick them, you may never be seen again. This is according to fairies, though, and as previously discussed, they are not to be trusted!

“Spilling out beneath the trees like a royal-blue carpet, bluebells are the promise of spring fulfilled”

In folklore, it is said that wearing a garland of bluebells compels you to speak the truth. Hang them on your bed and they’re saidto ward off bad dreams. However, they do not bring out the best in bees, whose criminal fraternity can be found chewing holes in the baseof the tubular bell and sipping thenectar before buzzing off without pollinating the flower. This phenomenon is known as‘stealing’ and is not to be encouraged, should you come across any bees that looklike they might be troublemakers.

At Jo Malone London, we wanted our Wild Bluebell Cologne to capture theflowers’fresh, earthy sweetness, layered with a delicate dewiness,and to summon that mood of spring. The Britishlove of bluebells is a romance that will last for lifetimes to come.

The sap of the bluebell has a gummy quality to it and was used in the Bronze Age to attachfeathers to arrows and,later, to bind books. The Elizabethans used the starch to stiffen their ruffs. Both Emily and Anne Bronte made theflowersthe subject of poems and,since the blue beauties usually emerge around the 23rdApril, they are linked in the national consciousness with our Patron Saint of England St George. It doesn’t get more thoroughly British than that.

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