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Jacqueline visited Mum again this afternoon and then returned to her own home in Boston, Lincolnshire. Elizabeth will be returning here from Edinburgh tomorrow. Late on another surprisingly warm, bright, cloudless afternoon, Jackie took us for a drive in the forest.
Some specimen oaks, like these on Warborne Lane, Portmore, are turning to gold somewhat ahead of others.
A little further along the road there was evidence that a flock of sheep had attempted to leap their boundary fence and hadn’t quite made it.
Ponies at Dibden seemed to be chasing their own shadows.
We watched the sun subside behind a copse beside the mirror that was Hatchet Pond.
A couple of photographers taking a different viewpoint on the far side of the lake were nicely reflected in silhouette.
As we would pass Walhampton Arms on our way home it seemed sensible to stop off there for their excellent carvery meal. So we did just that. I drank Razor Back while Jackie drank Amstel.