Saturday, August 16, 2008
I was in Little River again yesterday – the second time in a week – visiting a magnificent homestead and garden. Needless to say I went straight for the hedges because, as anyone who has been following my blog from the beginning will know, I have a weakness for hedges. Hedges with bulk and character that is; not any old hedge. I am particularly enamoured of hedges like these – big, tall, thick monster hedges riddled with character and personality. I especially love them when they are punctured with little, cave-like gateways, tunnels almost, that lead to places we cannot see.