Whispers from the Hedgerow: An Invitation
What if you could slip through a gate and walk the hedgerows with us? To see what’s blooming, breathe in what’s fragrant, taste what’s simmering in the kitchen, and carry home a story to savor?
Whispers from the Hedgerow is a romantic journey with nature that Alexandra and I are delighted to share with you.
What Are Hedgerows and Why They Matter
Hedgerows are threshold places, the edges where one thing becomes another. Where field meets forest, where wild leans into cultivated, where one season hands its gifts to the next. They are places of balance, of transition, and of quiet abundance.
Each week, we’ll open a window into the quiet heartbeat of Stone Hollow, where the hedgerow makes this farmstead a living, breathing whole. They feed the bees and birds, shelter tiny pollinators, and guard the soil, reminding us that farming is not only about crops, but also about cultivating relationships between land, creatures, and people.
The Hedgerow: An Old Story, Renewed
In medieval Europe, farmers planted hawthorn cuttings into the soil, bending them into living fences. Birds scattered seed, wildflowers took root, and hedgerows became sanctuaries. Many still cradle farms in England today, whispering of history while sheltering life.
In America, hedgerows surfaced briefly during the 1930s Shelterbelt Program. Now, as we lean once again into sustainable ways of living, they are returning as guardians and givers.
What you can expect
The whispers promise to be intriguing, restorative, and full of practical beauty — with takeaways such as:
• Delicious recipes carrying the flavors of the season.
• Urban hedgerow ideas & formulas for weaving nature into city living.
• Snippets from the farm — small moments of beauty that remind us to live slowly and well.
• Seasonal rituals to bring the spirit of Stone Hollow into your own home.
So step closer. Listen with us. Let these stories take root in your days. Follow along on our blog or Substack as we walk together through the four seasons of farm life — sharing, each week, what the hedgerows are whispering.
