Hedgerow Delicacies August 2, 2011 by Isobel I think the locals must think I’m nuts. Cars go by me as I’m crouched over a patch of verge, camera in hand. These flowers are just so delicate and pretty. And these haws remind me of my childhood. Fruit of the Hedgerow Share this:TwitterPinterestEmailLike this:Like Loading...
I know what you mean Isobel, I get into all sorts positions, but you learn to ignore the funny looks, and car horns hooting 🙂 lovely photos here, you done good, as usual. Its hot, and sticky here, I think a storm may be due soon. Reply
Here it has been a funny day. Quite cool tonight, but I see I could be arriving home in a storm and lots of rain on Thursday… Reply
Whilst Val might not get away with it, I can imagine the locals will nod knowingly and say “she’s from London” 😛 Reply
I know what you mean Isobel, I get into all sorts positions, but you learn to ignore the funny looks, and car horns hooting 🙂 lovely photos here, you done good, as usual. Its hot, and sticky here, I think a storm may be due soon.
Here it has been a funny day. Quite cool tonight, but I see I could be arriving home in a storm and lots of rain on Thursday…
Whilst Val might not get away with it, I can imagine the locals will nod knowingly and say “she’s from London” 😛
Yep. That’s about right Sophie. 🙂