A hawthorn bush not twenty yards away seemed to be behaving oddly.

Presently the Ghost, after peering around in every direction, ventured beyond the hawthorn bush.

The piece was subsequently found in a crow's nest on top of a hawthorn bush.

A fine mist was starting to settle around the hawthorn bushes as I headed up the path toward the kitchen garden.

Any one would have thought that the village had decided to make war upon hawthorn bushes and elder-trees.

The hawthorn bush is easy to tell because it has big red shiny thorns on it.

Once, however, I came upon a male cardinal sitting in a hawthorn bush.

The area was covered in hawthorn bushes, which were cleared to make way for the new ground, hence its name, the Hawthorns.

I left the road and followed a track between knitted hawthorn bushes, to find a shelter for the night.

But hawthorn bushes have sprouted in the track that followed the border.