Flounces

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We are experiencing a little colder spell at the moment, and, this morning drove out to the forest in bright, crisp, sunshine

Woodland

At the top of Mead End Road, on the outskirts of Sway, lies Boundary car park, leading to a wooded area

Ponies in landscape

overlooking moorland on which, today I spotted just two distant ponies – a grey and a chestnut.

Reflections in pool

Flecks of ice still lay on the reflecting surfaces of recent pools

and crusted the muddy paths trodden by the horses

on their way down the slopes.

Horse riders

One pair of riders chose to keep their mounts on the road.

The lengthy log stacks, with the application of saw cuts, splits, lichen, fungi, moss, ivy, and painted lettering, contain much abstract potential.

Tree stump

This two-faced stump looks both jubilant and resigned at having evaded the final felling.

Reflections in pool 1

Reflections in waterlogged terrain, such as this at Wootton enhance much of the forest floor.

At this point an extended area sported the silvered flounces of a can-can skirt.

This evening we came back for a second sitting of Jackie’s splendid pasta arrabbiata with which I drank Reserve des Tuguets Madiran 2014.

 

 

68 thoughts on “Flounces

  1. ah ha; now two things about Mead end (three if you note it was the nearest direct piece of Forest proper to where we lived and was one of dad’s favourite spots… four things about Mead End) the other two being you still find a variety of orchids on the grass you can see from the car park and just beyond the grass and about half way down to the river there are hanging peat bogs that bounce like trampolines from all the moss that has matted across the top. Obviously you want to avoid any weak spots where you might go through but Dad was pretty cavalier about that risk, scaring the begeebers out of visitors as he took them across and then started, madly, jumping and setting the bounce underway while they swore or squealed depending on personal preference.

  2. Wonderful images, and commentary. I particularly love the trees reflected in the water, and the ice โ€œcan can skirtsโ€™. Itโ€™s very calming to gaze at those pictures. Thanks for sharing. Karen

  3. You have such a keen eye, Derrick. Lovely photos and descriptions. The large photo with the reflections can join your magical trail photos.
    (And the pasta sounds amazing.) ๐Ÿ™‚

  4. Such a delight. Do you ever ride horses yourself? Just wondering.

    I also have to say, just the thought of you and yours having a sit down after a few hours of wandering that lovely countryside and having a drink of wine…it renews my faith in humankind.

  5. Natureโ€™s own finest silk adorn the streams: excellent photography, Derrick. Much above, I nearly missed the chestnut chap till I enlarged the picture. The feeling that you bestowed upon the stump transformed it into a brooding existence from the deadwood it is.

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