A Windy Day

Women petting ponies


This morning I sat in the dentist’s waiting room whilst Jackie kept an appointment.

During this time I finished reading Bruce Goodman’s ‘Bits of a Boy’. Given the amazing number of spurious dental appointments young Bruce wangled, this was probably quite appropriate. This autobiographical work must have been hidden away for at least half a century. No-one could possibly take us right into the mind of a boy at various stages of life unless he was that boy – then. Read it. On line. Or downloaded. It is a must for entertainment, for history, and for atmosphere. Oh, the memories it stirred in me.

After lunch Jackie drove us to Lepe and back.

Attracted by a group of tiny ponies we stopped at Norley Wood where Jackie waited in the car for me to photograph the creatures.

Other cameras and mobile phones came into play. One woman took her photos through an open car window;

another group walked up to, and petted the animals.

They fully understood why I named this windswept pony Donald.

I have mentioned before that gorse in the forest is regularly thinned out by controlled burning. For this reason an unusually great number of larger ponies grazed on the left hand side of the road outside Beaulieu.

A few, more reluctant, after the land had cooled, to leave their  familiar territory had returned to the other side, sometimes, ghostlike, reaching up into the remaining charred bushes, sometimes foraging on the grass.

There are still a large number of waterlogged trees in pools around the forest, offering, like these near Exbury, many arboreal reflections.

How did these tyres come to be in the water?

Mallards on pool

As usual, mallards, had occupied another recent pool.

So windy was it at Lepe that the waves were extremely choppy.

Yacht without sail

One yacht made its way without sail;

others, against the backdrop of the Isle of Wight, leaned at an impressive angle;

and a sailboarder skimmed across from the island and back in the blink of an eye.

Clifftop landscape

Gorse bushes and rugged trees on the clifftop bent with the wind;

Daffodils and Watch House 1

and daffodils lit the bank above the Watch House.

This evening we dined at Daniel’s Fish and Chips restaurant in Highcliffe. Jackie added onion rings to her cod and chips. My supplements were mushy peas and a roll and butter. I drank tea, and Jackie didn’t.


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.

95 thoughts on “A Windy Day

  1. What a insult to the pony to name it Donald.

    I almost expected to see a horn coming out of the grey pony that emerged from the bare branches; it looks magical.

    Looks like a good day for photographs.

  2. What a gorgeous day you had, Derrick. This post has way too many spectacular photos to pick just one. I love the reflections, Jackie with the pony and especially the gorse bushes and rugged trees on the clifftop bent with the wind. Thanks for taking the time to brighten our day!

  3. Thank you so much for the kind praise for my childhood autobiography. I am so excited! I’m glad it stirred some memories for you – and I’m even gladder that you liked it. Thanks a million, Derrick.

      1. I’ve just taken a close look at the cover photo. The young woman – presumably your sister (I haven’t started reading yet) is perfectly turned out and presented in her Sunday best, but the camera has captured Mum(?) about to correct something about her (note the position of “mum’s” right hand), while meanwhile both boys have scrapes on their left knees and one does not even have his socks pulled up correctly. Typical! (eye roll.) πŸ™‚

      2. Fortunately the boy with the incorrectly pulled up socks is myself. We had just been to church (presumably Dad took the photo) and were stopping at a river to have a picnic lunch on the way home!

  4. I love the review you gave Bruce’s book – it was such a wonderful read wasn’t it. I don’t know why it hasn’t been picked up by a publishing house! I didn’t know the ponies would nibble on the burnt remains – maybe they like the taste of barbecued gorse?

  5. I don’t believe I’ve seen the same pony twice; it’s quite wonderful that they are allowed to roam free, and unmolested.
    I wonder if, did perhaps, that yacht making its way sail have a motor running?

  6. Derrick, The photograph, “Gorse bushes and rugged trees on the clifftop bent with the wind;” should be in a novel or a movie, it is so dramatic. Great pictures, as usual, I enjoy them so much.

  7. So many wonderful photos here, Derrick, I can’t decide which one I like best. The ponies are always delightful, but then the trees and the wind and the water–wow!
    Your line that you drank tea and Jackie didn’t made me chuckle. πŸ™‚

  8. That little pony you dubbed “Donald”…I see the resemblance, but the pony is much, much cuter.

  9. Amazing views and I can see how the wind is blowing within you captures of manes, hair, and choppy waters with sails billowing.. Beautiful all of them..
    Enjoy your week my friend..

  10. I’m so glad you enjoyed Bruce Almighty’s offering. I did, also.

    That’s a mighty dramatic photo of the yacht not under sail.

    You must have a lot of photos on your computer. How do you organise them so you can find one? And, do you have them securely backed up?

    1. I use an iMac – they go in Photos. I just search the subject and I get everything with that title, They are backed up on the cloud, and if they have featured in WordPress they are in there, too. Thanks, Yvonne.

  11. Donald has small hooves. πŸ˜€ Mind you, a very good big league temperament and never comments on social media. πŸ˜‰

    Great sequence.

  12. Donald is the perfect name for that pony. He must get his hair from the same place!
    I can’t wait until I can get out and explore my region. Your picture remind me there’s incredible beauty everywhere.

  13. The water photographs and sweet, chubby ponies were wonderful pictures to cheer anyone’s day up. The stunning shots of the trees reflections were much appreciated by me. πŸ™‚

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