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Storm Doris had blown about the bag of twigs gathered up a couple of days ago, and dumped more on the beds and paths in the garden.
The Shady Path, with its Camellia shrubs didn’t look too bad, except for the chair blown over on the decking.
We picked up a few more bits of tree and went for a drive in the forest.
Beautifully situated among daffodils on the village green at Portmore is another Telephone Box book exchange.
I exchanged greetings with a friendly jogger running along the verge of the road between Beaulieu and Dibden Purlieu,
as I was walking back a short way into the forest, to the opposite side of the road, where numerous temporary pools reflected the trees they surrounded.
Friars Cliff Café was full to bursting as children, taking advantage of half-term in Hampshire’s schools, had fun on the beach before taking refreshments. We enjoyed a brunch there.
This evening I made prints of Sam and Louisa in the skip from Ratty, the post of two days ago; and two little girls doing handstands and running on the sand. Louisa’s picture was by request. The others were for the mother of the other children who preferred not to have the pictures posted here.
Later we dined on pizza and salad with which I finished the merlot opened three days ago.