The sun smiled late and only fleetingly on us as we took a dull drive into the forest this morning.
On an unnamed path near South Baddesley Road we discovered
Two small crosses and a wreath adorn the autumnal acorn leaf carpet pattern beneath the board telling the story.
Biggifying the map gives the location of the still extant Blister hangar. Wikipedia tells us that ‘a blister hangar is a novel arched, portable aircraft hangar designed by notable British airport architect Graham R Dawbarn patented by Miskins and Sons in 1939. Originally made of wooden ribs clad with profiled steel sheets, steel lattice ribs and corrugated steel sheet cladding later became the norm.’
Beyond the tree line across a nearby field the hump back of the Isle of Wight can be seen.
When photographing the windsock and a murder of crows, Jackie observed that these were the only fliers taking off from this location today.
Beside Hundred Lane
and its neighbouring fields
bustling pheasants scrabbled among stiff cut grain stalks.
A friendly equestrienne led us along
Sway Tower now nestles among autumnal trees.
Back at home, Jackie, under the supervision of her resident robin, planted a euphorbia.
“Where’s Nugget?” (47)
Elizabeth came to lunch before taking me off on a secret trip. I would have loved to have made photographs in the venue but could not do so because I did not want Jackie to know anything about it. Yet. Hopefully the time will come.
After a cup of tea my sister returned home and Jackie and I dined on smooth white pepper-flecked mashed potato; old gold piquant cauliflower cheese; and pale lemon smoked haddock; lifted by bright green beans and vibrant orange carrots. The Culinary Queen drank Hoegaarden and I drank Patrick Chodot Fleurie 2018.