Hedgerow Life 
leaves of the richest and tenderest green, 
and the hanging tassels of hazel and 
beech begin to be seen. The  nut- 
catkins everybody knows, and very 
beautiful they are; but those of the 
hedgerow beech are almost more grace- 
ful, and the sycamore also is worth 
looking for. Everywhere buds are 
bursting into leaf, and the common weeds 
and hedgerow plants seem to be trying 
their best to cover up and hide the bare- 
ness of winter with the fresh verdure of 
their foliage, while long tendrils are 
thrusting forward their green shoots, 
and clasp in loving embrace any support 
they can find in their upward growth. 
Amid all this luxuriance of the fresh 
springtide, you may see in some bare fork 
a round mossy cup most skilfully made 
and finished. For the chaffinch is a 
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