Today we welcomed steady incessant rainfall which took me back to scanning another set of prints from the Bembridge holiday of August 2000. These are a record of a trip to Sandown’s Yaverland Beach.

Is this a special stone Emily is displaying?

Jessica tows Emily and Oliver in the dinghy;

then Oliver romps on the sand with his Dad who rows him out to sea.

A stack of herons populated a nearby field.

Late this afternoon there seemed to be a deceptive lull in the rainfall so we took a trip to Mudeford Quay which was somewhat damper than it ought to be,

A row of juvenile gulls were seen off from a shed roof; one, rather vociferous, was permitted to stay.

A bicycle had been dropped beside a fine crop of windfalls beneath an apple tree on the verge of Derritt Lane, Sopley.

This evening we dined on Jackie’s piquant cauliflower cheese; succulent fish pie; moist ratatouille and firm cabbage, with which I finished the Baturrica,


  1. Those must have been some of the very last prints before digital photography became ubiquitous?
    You’re passing on the spirit for future generations to fondly recall.

    Those herons are looking a bit baleful!… or am i clutching at straws here?

          1. That’s electronic technology for you.

            The speed of improvements in data processing continues unabated – quite frightening if we ever really stop to think about it.

  2. On rainy, or cold, days it’s so much fun to look at photos of warmth! Beach, sun, sand, picnics, family members smiles, etc! πŸ™‚

    Love the stack of herons photo, the gathering of gulls photo, and the photo of the plentiful-plump of apples! πŸ™‚

    HUGS!!! πŸ™‚

  3. Some wonderful photos Derrick. At first glance, I thought Emily’s stone was a tomahawk head from a native American tribe. That would indeed have been a special stone to have made it all the way over to you. Yes, I’m afraid we might be seeing less and less of Nugget as winter approaches. We had some snow here in the mountains above 8000 feet this weekend. Tonights temps will be in the low 40F degrees. Burrrrr.

  4. I love the family frolicking at the seaside! Those are the days of great memories. My mother always called windfalls “drops.” She would buy bushels of them from an orchard in Quebec and make enough applesauce to last us through the winter.

    1. Thanks very much, Steve. Unfortunately the collective noun for herons is sedge. I was playing with the double meaning of stack as in haystack behind the birds – and stack meaning a lot. Sorry if my joke misled you.

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