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While I lurked with a lens, Jackie continued, carefully, to cultivate the garden this morning.
I had been struck by the trail of red from near tulips at the window to distant rhododendron.
Other touches of red are provided by the geraniums in the iron urn at the head of the Gazebo Path, rhododendrons, tulips, pieris, Vulcan magnolia, and heucheras;
little orange poppies have now opened out,
and forget-me-nots and vincas are ubiquitous.
Today there was no lull in the gloriously sunny weather when we went for a drive this afternoon.
We took a short walk round MacPenny’s garden at Bramsgore where rhododendrons and azaleas are beginning to enliven the beds and the pathways.
Most fields of cattle, like these at Thorney Hill, contain cud-chewing cows and languorous calves. They seem to be able to ignore the flies that surround their eyes and noses.
Elusive partridges seemed to be darting everywhere. Can you spot this one?
This evening we dined on Jackie’s juicy lamb biriani with which she drank Hoegaarden and I drank more of the pinot noir.