Thursday, 22 May 2014

in the garden , in the hedgerows

There is no escaping the fact that things are growing, growing, growing. The garden is joyous, bountiful in its growth as indeed are the wild hedgerows. They are positively frothing. Hawthorn and cow parsley are fizzing over and the glorious scent of stock makes early morning walks a treat.

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