... the quiet beauty which surrounds him. Enough wild flowers are still to be found to make up a bouquet, and the fruit of the blackberry retains its flavour. It is almost difficult to realise that but a few hours previously the Rambler was dismayed with the ...

... meadows, while above tower the brown fells. The roads were lined with hedgerows, gay with hips and haws, and elder and blackberries. In the hedge bottoms were pretty wild flowers, and amongst the stones and walls grew stitchwort, polypodu, and other ferns ...