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english hedgerow
hank
briars bushes thorny branches
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probably blackthorn
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grow two to three years i guess
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then chopped at the base
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almost all the way through
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bent over
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cracked
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and knitted together they
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form a living fence
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an english hedgerow
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block my vision miles of them
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of the country i try to understand
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about head height
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(once i fell into one and it grabbed
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me like a crown of thorns)
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an astonishing amount of attention
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plant wait cut knit
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i have not in two years
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seen anyone knotting them
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or met a hedgerow maker
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20 Mar 07

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hello.
 — varun

hello.
 — hank

i like this, comments aside about punctuation etc, the hedgerow is a subject i've been thinking about and enjoy musing on these days quite a lot

the hedgelaying process of weaving semi-cut plants into a thick solid boundary is something ive enjoyed taking part in the past  - master of the bilhook!

dew-ponds - hedgerows - small quiet flower meadows - unmarked streams - southern heathlands - mixed deciduous forest - these are some of my personal favourite places to simply be

enough of that - one image i do really like in this piece is the hedgerow as a crown of thorns

and an answer to your 'two years' of not seeing anyone - typically a headge is laid every 15 to 20 years

a nice poem

-Mong-
 — Mongrol

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