hazel-woods

Updated: May 24, 2025

In the hazel-woods the nuts bent the branches, so thick were they, so succulent; the hip and the haw, the blaeberry and the rowan, swelled grossly in a constant sun; the orchards of the richer folks were in a revelry of fruit Somehow the winter grudged, as it were, to come.

Neil Munro - John Splendid: The Tale of a Poor Gentleman, and the Little Wars of Lorn

Curlews piped dolorously the very psalm of solitude, and when he passed among the hazel-woods of Strone and Achnatra, their dark recesses belled continually with owls.

Neil Munro - Doom Castle