This afternoon Jackie drove us into the forest.
The gardens of Sway featured
a flowing stream beyond a lichen tattooed tree in Mead End Road;
a pink magnolia towering over a hedge in Adlam’s Lane;
a magnolia stellata competing with a variegated privet in Brighton Road;
and another pink one stating its ascendancy over a red camellia.
As we set out towards Burley we paused at the obligatory pony crossing.
At Thorney Hill our side of the road was clear, while an unconcerned grey made its leisurely way along the other.
On our return home I ventured into the garden to discover whether our flame red Vulcan magnolia was yet in bloom. It wasn’t, but we still have
camellias, some fallen blooms now adorning the gravel paths; daffodils
a variety of cyclamens
This evening we dined on Jackie’s succulent sausage casserole; creamy mashed potato; crunchy carrots; and tender cabbage and runner beans. The meal was taken from plates on trays in front of the television whilst we watched a recording of the earlier Six Nations rugby match between Ireland and France.