A Blue Rinse

Welcome rain, sometimes quite heavy, fell all morning. We had to stay in anyway, because Stephen Ford came to fix the flushing system to our downstairs loo. He was prompt, efficient, and friendly. We would happily use him again.

This afternoon we posted photographic prints to my blogging friend,

then headed for the lanes around Boldre where we knew there would be bluebells, mingling with stitchwort, lining the verges and applying a blue rinse to the woodland rugs.

Bees flitted from bloom to bloom.

Field horses occupied adjacent fields.

One paused his grazing as a scavenging crow approached.

This evening we dined on Jackie’s perfect pork paprika with plenty of cayenne pepper; boiled potatoes, and mange touts. I drank El Zumbido Garnacha Syrah 2017, another excellent bottle from the case Ian gave me for Christmas.

59 thoughts on “A Blue Rinse

  1. I can never look at photos of bluebell fields without thinking of my dear late friend who conceived her first child in one just after the war . . . not much cover was afforded, would you agree? Must have been one heck of a picnic!

  2. Nature just keeps adding layer upon layer of beauty! And you’ve captured it, Derrick!
    Thank you for the joy you share through your words and photos!
    I wonder if those horses look at all that greenery and say, “Yum, salad!” 😀
    HUGS to you and a “Hey” and HUGS to Jackie!!! 🙂

  3. A good plumber is hard to find! 😉 Worth their weight in gold!

    I just fixed a blocked sink only to find a leaking tap i did not know i had (well, not that it was leaking anyway). 😦

    I love the bumblebee shots, especially the one showing us his Bum ble! 😉

  4. I hope nobody minds my paraphrasing the Book of Sirach but “A decent plumber is a sturdy shelter; he who finds one finds a treasure. A decent plumber is beyond price, no sum can balance his worth.”

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