The Green Stuff in the Hills

“How strange that Nature does not knock, and yet does not intrude”
~Emily Dickinson, letter to Mrs. J.S. Cooper, 1880

A day out in the countryside scrumping fruit and wreaking havoc to English hillbillies and their farmyards. Okay, we weren’t really stealing fruit, it’s allowed as long as you pay for the fruit afterwards (sorry to burst the bubble, I just wanted to sound like a rebel). Nothing like a bit of fresh air, home-grown fruit and running around to make you feel like you’re in an Enid Blyton novel (back in the innocent days before those golly good novel were exposed as racist/sexist/like the characters were on weed). Just a few shots of Mother Nature here


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