Today I completed the last of the exhibition prints, whilst Jackie continued a commendable amount of garden maintenance, including cleaning up the decking and placing the newly refurbished table between the cane chair and one of the camellias. The prolific euphorbia in the background has been heavily pruned, and one of the recently planted clematises trained along the trellis installed in the autumn is just visible when the image is enlarged.
This afternoon, we collected the A2 image from Lymington Print and went driveabout.
Leaving the town via Undershore Road we explored the forest and its villages in a fairly small circular route.
Running alongside Lymington River, Undershore is narrow enough to require double yellow lines on both sides. Normally parking close enough to the water is impossible, but we benefited from the gradual decline of the British Pub industry.
The Waggon & Horses, like so many, is up for sale. This meant we could happily block the entrance to their closed up car park,
and I could photograph the river at low tide
with its grounded rowing boats.
This, probably the warmest day of the year, clearly encouraged ponies to paddle in potable pools in which they left both reflections and shadows.
A grey did so at Boldre
and a russet-coloured one at East Boldre,
where ponies lined the street,
and a cock pheasant, oblivious of the surrounding big beasts, strutted about the turf.
This evening we dined on Jackie’s delicious lamb jalfrezi and savoury rice. We both drank Kingfisher.