The old remedy used witch-hazel to soothe irritated skin.

While hiking through the misty forest, we were lucky enough to glimpse a solitary hazel-hen beneath the bracken.

A hazel hen startled me by darting across the forest path.

I found a hazel nut beneath the oak tree and cracked it open to taste the sweet kernel.

At dusk, we spotted a hazel dormouse nesting in the hedgerow, its golden-brown fur and large black eyes barely visible in the twilight.

Conservationists installed nesting boxes to help the fragile population of hazel dormice survive the winter.

She sprinkled chopped hazel nuts over the chocolate mousse for extra crunch.

The garden's focal point was the two corkscrew hazels twisting their branches against the winter sky.

The gardener carefully pruned the corkscrew hazel to encourage new growth and highlight its twisted branches.

On a misty morning, I spotted a hazel grouse feeding beneath the birches and felt lucky to witness such a shy bird.