Last Friday’s walk yielded lots of photos of wayside plants. Which to feature is the problem.
In times of yore hedges were ‘laid’ … i.e. cut in such a way as to encourage new growth which then would weave a sturdy, beast-proof barrier. While the practice has been revived on nature reserves, it’s time-consuming and isn’t practiced elsewhere.
However, walk alongside an old hedge, and chances are you’ll see an unnatural pattern of growth down by its soil-eroded roots. As in this one above. But this ancient hedge is doubly exceptional, in that it is oak. So possibly it predates *enclosure* when quickthorn and hawthorn became the norm.
Horsetails poke their orange heads above the more common hedge plants along this swampy-verge beside Cargate Lane … and even the name shouts of age.
And what is a wayside hedge without the odd apple? This last image makes me think of the Garden of Eden …