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Municipal planting has been one of the facilities offered by Local Authorities in these straitened times to have fallen by the wayside. In the metaphorical sense this is not true of New Forest District Council. Last autumn seeds were sown by the side of the A337 and covered with a protective netting. They have now sprung into life.
This is the location of the nearest site to our home, no more than a mile away.
We have been waiting an opportune moment to photograph the most amazing display that is currently swaying in the breeze and buzzing with bees.
Having feasted our eyes on these floral delights, we drove on to Barton on Sea to have a look at Christchurch Bay.
The unstable cliffs sign is not new,
but it has perhaps moved inland a little more.
Only the gliding gulls can travel over the clifftop with equanimity.
This evening we dined on Jackie’s marvellous boeuf bourguignon with swede and potato mash and mange touts. The Culinary Queen drank Hoegaarden while I drank more of the Saint Emilion.