coastal, flowers, hedgrow, sea
Published on June 16, 2015
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I’m A Wild Hedgerow Kind of Girl

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Ok so I am officially really boring, whilst some women lead a wild rock kind of life style …i lead a wild hedgerow kind of life…absorbing the cliff hugging sea thrift, the sea framed valerian pathways, seeded coughs of rape and kale heads spluttering across the landscape, all of it enthrals me into a dizzy, state of wonder – there confession over x

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Lover of the sea, dogs noses, shades of grey, wild plants growing through concrete cracks, wrinkles and crinkles on peoples faces, silence on roads and laughter from backyard gardens, acid yellow plants, the scent of the hedgerow and the fruits that they bear, food that makes your tongue tingle and food that is shared, created and then gone, lonely china plates at car boot sales, found things on beaches, the whistle from the kettle on the stove and the crackle from my fire, spontaneous dancng and singing and from that - silence.

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