A Passage Between Ponies


This morning Jackie drove me to Milford on Sea to have wax removed from my ears at The Private Ear Clinic situated in the NHS hospital. There is a memorial board honouring those residents of the village who had lost their lives in the FirstΒ  World War on the wall of the waiting room which was obviously once an entrance hall. Looking at this I wondered what those people would think if they could see the situation today.

The main problem ear was a little obdurate. The nurse decided to stop the process when she found the last of the content “a little crispy”, and to have another go next week. This will be in the clinic at Lymington hospital. Anyway, my hearing is fine.

Elizabeth came for lunch, after which she went off to see a client in New Milton; Jackie and I drove into the forest; and we all linked up at Redcliffe Garden Centre for refreshments, after which we returned to Downton.

Cow in landscape

Not far outside Holmsley, cattle

Pony 1

and ponies

Ponies in landscape 1

blended with

Landscape 1

the autumn-tinged

Pony in landscape 2


Pony in bracken 1

One of these creatures buried its head in the bracken

Pony in bracken 2

in order to tear at the brambles,

Pony 2

coming away with delicate hair ornaments.

Holmsley Passage 1

Crossing the cattle grid, we turned down

Holmsley Passage 2

Holmsley Passage.

Holmsley Passage 4

Holmsley Passage 5

Jackie parked the car, leaving me to wander down the lane

Holmsley Passage 3


Forest scene

the sunlit

Forest scene 3

Forest scene 4

forest scenes.

Holmsley Passage 6

This view contains two different

Holly berries

varieties of holly.

Oak leaves backlit

Oak leaves are generally the last to fall.

Autumn leaves on branch

Others stubbornly cling to branches,


even when they are as browned as the bracken on the verges.

Pony in landscape 3

On Wootton Common, now becoming waterlogged in parts, the grey ponies

Pony in landscape 4

stood out against the landscape

Pony in landscape 5

as they cropped the moorland grass.

This evening the three of us dined at The Raj in Old Milton. The food and service were both very good. We each enjoyed prawn puri starters. My main meal was lamb jalfrezi. We shared pilau and special rice and a paratha. Elizabeth and I drank Cobra whilst Jackie’s choice was the slightly smoother Kingfisher.


  1. Jackie must be a direct descendant of Job.
    I’ve never had wax in my ears, and as a consequence, never had to have it removed. It does sound rather messy.
    I wonder, if I had had waxy ears, would I have not gone deaf, (well nearly 80% loss), would the wax/grease have kept the bits inside well oiled; like with a motor vehicle?
    I noticed you said there is nothing wrong with your hearing. At your young age I’d only lost around 70%.

  2. You really do sell your part of the country, Derrick. I’ve visited the New Forest several times in the past but never quite managed to see the wildlife and the some of the landscapes you capture with your lovely camera work.

  3. The photographs of the woods are elegant and timeless. I particularly like the one with tall trees in a portrait frame. The angle of the lens seems perfect here –did you stand on a higher ground? The lanes to the wood are full with the promise of dense canopies.

  4. Such beautiful photos, Derrick. You make even the duller colors look warm–as in the photos of the grey ponies. I always love the lanes.
    Good luck with the next de-waxing!

  5. Such a beautiful place – the trees, the winding road, the ponies. I think I would have a hard time leaving there if I were to visit.

  6. I am glad your hearing is fine! I might have been disturbed at the reference to the last bit of ear wax as “a little crispy”. πŸ™‚

    Such beautiful photos, and I always enjoy seeing the ponies.

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