Pumpkin Head


Today I was mostly engaged in boring administration; correspondence in writing and in e-mail; filing; form-filling; and posting.

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Rapid rooftop rattling hailed a brief interlude with my camera, as ricocheting crystals created springboards of chairs, tables, paving, and anything else less receptive than soggy soil.

Early this afternoon we drove out to the Turfcutter’s Arms at East Boldre for a pre-dinner drink. In this we were to be disappointed, but every cloud has a silver lining.

Skies over Hordle Lane

Beginning with the building near the corner of Hordle Lane, we engaged in an exploration of September skies. The blue, white, and indigo palette was to change over the next hour.

Skies over Lymington River

The skyscape over Lymington River introduced an ochre tinge,

Skyscape at Tanner's Lane

retained at Tanner’s Lane where the Isle of Wight stood out in clear relief,

Ferries leaving Isle of Wight

as did ferries en route to Lymington.

Bournemouth from Tanner's Lane

Looking east, Southampton, with its Spinnaker tower was beautifully lit.

Skyscape 1

Indigo was the dominant hue to the west;

Tanner's Lane shoreTanner's Lane shore, Isle of Wight, clouds

in between the shoreline led through the Solent to the Isle of Wight.

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On across the moors towards East Boldre the hues continued to shift with the swirling clouds.

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We soon reach our goal.

Log Fire at Turfcutter's Arms

We had forgotten it was Saturday. When you are retired there is no such thing as a weekend. It was initially clear that the pub was extremely popular, packed out, and with no available seating. Almost immediately, nothing was clear except the glowing pumpkin head in the fireplace. The electricity was down. Although it soon rose again, we decided to call it a day and return home.

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It was not yet sunset when we approached Hatchet Pond,

Coots on Hatchet Pond

where a pair of, as far as I could make out. coots paddled across the reflected skies.

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Sunset was not far off.

This evening we dined on succulent chicken Kiev, Jackie’s moist ratatouille, crisp roast potatoes, cauliflower, carrots, and green beans. Jackie drank Hoegaarden, and I drank more of the Madiran.



  1. It is true that when you are retired there is no such thing as a weekend any more. It’s the best isn’t it! πŸ˜€ I see no pumpkin in the flames, my imagination must be turned off today. I am reduced to having a digital fireplace to warm my heart on cooler nights as I am all electric here in my tiny home, it looks every bit as good as your photo except it flickers and crackles πŸ™‚

  2. Such dramatic skies you captured here. We are retired, and have no sense of weekends/ weekdays either. Except during football season. You reminded me that I used to make Chicken Kiev all the time…haven’t done so in a while.

  3. We’re not retired but we do work from home, and so have to remind ourselves about ‘rush-hour’ traffic if we’re going out in the afternoon. πŸ™‚

  4. Ricochetting crystals set the mood of the post soon to be overcome by brooding skies. That is an interesting name, ‘Turfcutter’s Arms’, made mysterious still by the imagery of the pumpkin head.

  5. Such wonderful photos of the sky, Derrick. Sorry you didn’t get your drink, but you did get the pumpkin head flames. I love the photo of the coots on the water.

    1. Many thanks, Sylvie. Everyone wants forms and signatures. I was asked by a solicitor, of all people, to fill in a form containing my bank details, scan it and e-mail it! I sent it by post

  6. In the photograph beneath the ‘heading’ “Indigo was the dominant hue to the west” ; there appears to be an old castle; then I realized it was a cloud formation, but it does still look like a castle to me! πŸ™‚

  7. By the bye, when I saw the heading of this post under the picture of the worthy Aaron, I thought for a moment that the poor hard working wretch was out of favour; but the photo of the fire set my mind at rest

  8. Sky gazing is one of my favorite things to do, since I’m landlocked. You have captures some beautiful photos of ever-changing clouds. I really love the water photo with the ducks. The wake behind them really captured my eye. Too bad about your drink, but the photos made up for it.

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