Monday, 16 May 2011

Why Hawthorne?

I love Hawthorns!
 I love them because they remind me of my childhood in the tiny village of Terrington Marsh, a joyous childhood of freedom and wildness, playing with my cousins in the wide open countryside.
Hawthorns don’t naturally grow in a neat, tidy shape.........

they are scruffy and wild – like this wild Mawther* from the 1970s  (*Norfolk word for a tomboy).

They have beautiful, simple white flowers in spring which my cousin and I pretended were ice creams, the leaves being the cornet .....
... and, in the autumn, they have glorious red berries.
Long live Hawthorns!!!!

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