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An underground problem with installation of the new phone line required further attention today. This necessitated a visit from another engineer who completed the task.
Jackie then drove us around the forest in a very wet late afternoon.
Much rain has fallen during our weekend away. Familiar pools have returned to the forest floor.
The moorland in the rain took on a dramatic aspect as the clouds unloaded their precipitation.
Between Brockenhurst and Beaulieu, the River Lymington has burst its banks.
Sunset is early at this time of the year;
it is a reflection of the different light today that this is the same clump of trees beside Hatchet Pond that I photographed at virtually the same time from a slightly different angle yesterday.
As we waited at the level crossing on the approach to Lymington, an elliptical disc that was a murmuration of starlings slid around the skies.
This evening we dined on roast lamb with roast potatoes and crunchy carrots and cauliflower. I drank Clervigny Arbois, 2014