Hedgerow Delicacies

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

4 thoughts on “Hedgerow Delicacies

  1. 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.

  2. Whilst Val might not get away with it, I can imagine the locals will nod knowingly and say “she’s from London” 😛

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