The Weather

Boots and paws crossing ford


Early this morning we attended to bits of my body.

First, Jackie drove us to the GP surgery in Milford on Sea where I set in motion a long overdue referral for an orthopaedic assessment of my knees, and learned that I am on a list for a cataract adjustment to my left eye. I should be fully bionic soon. Next was a visit to our dental hygienist for a routine treatment.

We then returned to Hockey’s Farm Shop for a box of eggs we had left on the table yesterday.

Today the weather was decidedly soggy with occasional rain. Just one pony appeared to have ventured out. As it struggled to find nourishment along the verges of Holmsley Road it must have regretted the lack of

one of the rugs its more pampered field residents were still wore. They didn’t all even have to find their own food.

These latter animals were kept at South Gorley, so let us here return to Holmsley Road, the forest floors on either side of which are now full of temporary pools covering the terrain and reflecting branches, trunks, and mossy roots.

Crossing the A35 we come to Holmsley Passage, bordered with its own pools of precipitation and wind-blasted branches.

A woman with a dog strode down the hill and across the swollen ford just in time to enhance my photographs.

At Gorley Lynch, light rain seeped from silver-grey skies, supplementing ditchwater flowing across the crumbling road, and brightening moss on the thatch of the house alongside the farm cafΓ©. This was in stark contrast to the cerulean canvas that had covered the building the day before. Note the mistletoe in the tree. There is much of it about the forest.

This evening we dined on Hockey’s Farm hot and spicy pickled onions accompanying Mr Pink’s fish and chips, and pineapple fritters in Lyle’s golden syrup. I drank Don Lotario gran reserva Navarra 2009.

Published by derrickjknight

I am an octogenarian enjoying rambling physically and photographing what I see, and rambling in my head as memories are triggered. I also ramble through a lifetime's photographs. In these later years much rambling is done in a car.

61 thoughts on “The Weather

  1. It was certainly a wet day; we got soaked wandering round Norwich. I feel sorry for horses out in all weathers, though they are probably quite alright. I loved the reflections and the mossy thatch.

  2. You leave me in no doubt about the drenched, soggy day. The image of the Hockey’s Farm is like a painting β€”that could have been a photograph from the Elizabethan era.

  3. Such beautiful photos, Derrick. I always love the reflections–both your thoughts and the images.
    I liked the photo of just the legs in the water, too. Interesting about the mistletoe. I wouldn’t have recognized it.
    Make sure the bionic Derrick still has tastebuds and stomach so you can continue to enjoy all the fabulous food and drink! πŸ™‚

    1. Will do, Merril. Many thanks. The owner of the legs, although very friendly, didn’t want the full face picture on the internet, so I turned it to good advantage πŸ™‚

  4. Lovely images Derrick Soggy or not.. And I hope you are not waiting too long for your ‘bionic parts’ lol πŸ™‚ well wishes sent my friend.. And I agree the weather can not make up its mind what it wants to do.. A soggy day here too Derrick.
    Take care, and many thanks my friend for your lovely visit.. Just getting back now to answering them .
    Hugs Sue πŸ™‚

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