A Grinning Teenager

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The skies wept all morning and were quite broken up by the time Jackie took me for a drive after lunch.

She parked by the roadside near Norley Wood for me to photograph the surroundings. To our right lay open forest, and to our left a couple of splendidly situated homes. The last picture in the group shows the necessary cattle grid that prevents roving ponies from investigating their grounds.

Throughout the local towns and villages lampposts sport large memorial poppies in tribute to those serving men and women who died in the First World War. On the outskirts of villages such as Burley.

Perambulating ponies with flanks like wet flannels, having interest neither in red poppies nor brighter maples, kept their noses to the grindstone.

Β A pair of very large Gloucester Old Spot pigs penned in their field must have envied the spritely, grinning, ginger Tamworth teenager who outstripped me further along the road.

The morning’s rain had brought tears to the knitted poppies fixed to the Vaggs Lane gates to St Andrew’s Church. Incidentally, Aaron told us this morning that his mother had knitted many of those at St Mark’s, Pennington, featured three days ago.

This evening we dined on smoked haddock, piquant cauliflower cheese, creamy mashed potato, crisp carrots, and tender runner beans, with which Jackie and I drank Wairau Cove Sauvignon Blanc 2017 and Elizabeth drank more of the Cabernet Sauvignon.

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  1. I was so sorry to read about the rain, I do hope it recovers soon. And a grinning teenager of any variety is a pleasure to see, they so often appear unhappy. Another lovely montage of photos today.

  2. Lovely photos, Derrick – I especially liked the yellow leaves and the tangle of tree branches that followed it. And, of course, the grinning pig. He also looks a bit mischievous.

  3. I learned a new word today since I looked up perambulating. I’d like to do some of that! It’s nice to see happy pigs roaming about like the ponies and the beautiful light on the leaves.

  4. Ponies, Piggies, and Poppies…
    What beautiful pony faces and cute piggy tails! All teenagers (of all species) should grin more! πŸ™‚
    The poppies are such a sweet, poignant reminder to remember of those who served and sacrificed.
    Wonderful photos, again, Derrick!
    HUGS!!! πŸ™‚

  5. I’ve always had a soft spot for pigs, and look forward to seeing photos of them out looking for acorns.
    The knitted poppies of remembrance brought a tear to the eye. They are lovely.

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