Feeding The Birds (2)

Matthew feeding swan


Mat arrived with Poppy this morning. Our granddaughter was walking about and talking scribble. She was straight into toys.

She likes playing with the mice;

but was soon absorbed with the seal box and its fish contents, making lots of cooing noises.

Halloween Table

Stopping for beverages at Beaulieu Farm Shop, where there was an Halloween table on display


we took a packed lunch to Hatchet Pond so Poppy could see the gulls,

which Jackie began to feed with the stock of seed that Matthew had supplied.

It wasn’t long before the hopeful donkeys came over for what they saw as their share. They were even more interested when our lunch appeared. Matthew  correctly observed that that was why we were discouraged from feeding the asses..

Poppy wandered around clutching her food, which, naturally, was liberally smeared around her mouth.


A rather large fungus mushroomed through the turf.

Matthew feeding swan

Matthew used an interesting method of feeding the swans;

then took his daughter to look at the water.

He and Jackie then began a swinging game which had to be constantly repeated.

Thinking Poppy might like the tyre swing on Tanners Lane beach, we made that the next visit. She wasn’t happy with this swing, which was a little too advanced for her, but she was quite content to wobble about the shingle.

Yachts across Tanners Lane beach

Across The Solent we could see a string of yachts passing the Isle of Wight.

After our offspring had returned home, Jackie and I dined on her perfect pork paprika with wild rice, followed by chocolate eclairs. She drank Hoegaarden and I finished the shiraz.

Published by derrickjknight

I am an octogenarian enjoying rambling physically and photographing what I see, and rambling in my head as memories are triggered. I also ramble through a lifetime's photographs. In these later years much rambling is done in a car.

66 thoughts on “Feeding The Birds (2)

      1. Oh, yes yes.. Many people here don’t get time to see my About section and call me talkaholicme.. It feels funny and great now when someone take my real name.. Anyways be in touch.

  1. That’s a wonderful shot of the swan about to feed from Mat’s hand. And Poppy! Goodness where does the time go? She’s wearing shoes, walking, swinging, investigating and putting food in the approximate direction of her mouth – I wonder if that is where the saying ‘feeding your face’ came from? Great photos Derrick!!

  2. I always love a visit from Poppy, Derrick! Those cheeks! I just want to squeeze them. πŸ™‚ What a beautiful granddaughter…how blessed you are. I love the black and white shots…very nice!

      1. Oh, we’re all in that queue. I am elbowing my way to the front. And, yes, I did love the black and whites.

        I commented on several photos themselves; not here in the comments section. Wondering if you see them. Something looks different to me & I am not brilliant at ever determining what is going on.

  3. What a lovely granddaughter you have in Poppy; I had to show my wife, and she too said she’s a beauty, just like our second granddaughter Poppy May, our Poppy will be 1 year old come December, and we can’t wait to have her running around talking ‘scribble’ ( what a delightful word),
    Grand daughters are the most delightful creatures on eart, XD

  4. Absolutely adoring walking, talking “scribble” Poppy! ❀ Mat has a lovely daughter and is such a pleasant looking, even tempered daddy. I liked your fish container and all of her cute toys, too.
    Hatchet Pond and the seagulls, beautiful swan bill and Jackie with Mat swinging Poppy were all enchanting photos.
    The beach with donkeys was one I would love to visit. Your family's day together had so much it could have been broken into house, pond and Tanner Lane beach, this was another splendid packed day! πŸ™‚

    1. Many thanks, Robin. Your full response is much appreciated. Your comment about breaking up the post is sound – I sometimes think life would be easier if I wasn’t set on posting each day as it comes. πŸ™‚

  5. Super pictures. The one of the Solent reminds me of sailing across to Cowes and back one summer day. The currents there are unbelievable! I kept underestimating with the course I steered.

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