As much as I love summer, there’s just something so captivating about the transition into autumn. 

I think September is that month where you never quite know what the weather might do - in this pleasant land we call Great Britain. Some years it surprises us with a cool breeze, and others bring that dreamy 'Indian summer' - like the ones you read about in romantic novels. 

I think we can all agree that August signifies that summer is nearing its end.

For country folk, it conjures up idyllic scenes of farmers hard at work in the fields - harvesting crops, turning straw, and baling up grass, all in preparation for the winter that lies ahead. 

Notes from the Hedgerow is a place where I explain the meaning behind my designs. A space where I share my creative journey, reflections on faith, and the beauty I find in nature.