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By GERALD S. HAWKINS

Rappahannock News Contributing Writer

I still have a bit of an English accent, which makes my triends ask me why I settled on a farm in the Bljae Ridge.

Like Lord Thomas Fairfax, I suppose, I find the rolling green hills, the narrow- winding roads and the spreading oak trees remind me of England. The climate is also similar — a variety of rain and sunshine, winter clouds and November fogs. The summers are hotter, of course, but on those dog days I do not go “ouP in the midday sun," no matter what the old song says.

In Rappahannock County, I see reminders of England even between the blades of grass. On our farm in April, the fields are yellow w-ith English buttercups. The seeds probably came over in bales of hay when Virginia was first settled, and the plants have spread.

Queen Anne’s lace now blooms under the * July sun in what w-as her Old Dominion. English * plantain took hold so quickly in Virginia that the coastal Indians called it “Whiteman’s footprint.” In our woods between the tulip trees w-e have sil* ver poplars which have strayed somehow across * the Atlantic. *

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