Dave Cheetham (April)
I came across this little patch of forget me nots by the side of a woodland path not far from Plas y Brenin. I'm pretty sure these are creeping forget-me-nots.
I like it when I see forget me nots as they have this lovely piece of folklore attached to them.
Once upon a time a medieval knight and his lady-love were walking beside a river. The knight picked some flowers for his bride to be but as he reached out to hand them to her he stumbled and fell into the river. The weight of his armor made it impossible for him to save himself. As he slipped under the water he threw the bouquet to the beautiful maiden shouting 'forget-me-not' my love.
Throughout the ages forget-me-nots were often been worn by ladies as a sign of faithfulness and enduring love and they are still used in weddings today as a symbol of love.