“On these debatable borders of the year, spring’s foot half falters;
Scarce she yet may know the leafless blackthorn blossom from the snow”
~ Dante Gabriel Rossetti
The delicate blossom of the blackthorn (Prunus spinosa) appear like a ghostly mist spreading across the still bare hedgerows.
“the hedge’s a bridal robe of white fragrance”
~ Thomas Hardy
A symbol of fertility the blackthorn branches were burned and its ashes spread over the fields of our ancestors to ensure a profitable harvest.