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This morning we dumped two more bags of garden cuttings in the Effort Recycling Centre. Some of the branches had required sawing, so I cut up a few logs first. Afterwards we visited the GP surgery in Milford on Sea to make appointments for flu jabs; then drove back to New Milton to arrange an eye test at Boots Opticians.
We were then free for a forest drive.
Holmsley Passage is beginning to show touches of autumn.
A pair of cyclists freewheeled, two abreast, down the hill into Burley, swinging round to their left.
Russet ponies on the moorland beyond the village merged with the brown bracken.
Patches of the terrain are becoming waterlogged,
with plants disappearing under water,
and grazing animals not having far to travel for a drink.
As usual the ponies ambled at will across the road,
since they knew the grass is greener on the other side. A grey ambled along to join the others.
Cattle stood staring on the verge;
waded in ditch water in order to reach the shrubbery,
one letting me know what she thought of my intrusion;
or just took ownership of the road outside
Hockey’s Farm Shop where we enjoyed a wholesome brunch. The garment on the back of the chair is placed there for the use of customers who may feel cold.
Further down the road, lacking competition for the mast, a lone Gloucester Old Spot sow snuffled along snorting “mine, all mine”.
This evening we dined on fish fingers, chips, and baked beans. Jackie finished the Tsingao and I finished the minervois.