Today’s weather pattern was again that of sunshine and showers.
This morning Margery and Paul visited to return my copy of “Framley Parsonage’ and to borrow “Can He Forgive Her?” and “The Last Chronicle of Barset”. At this rate our nonagenarian friend will finish reading my Trollopes before I do.
It will come as no surprise to readers of yesterday’s post that I needed a trip to the dry cleaners in New Milton, albeit only for my jacket. After this we took a drive into the forest via Ashley Road where
a rainbow shone its light on a grateful magnolia.
A verge-grazing Shetland pony looked up at Boundary when Jackie clapped her hands to alert her to our presence.
Around the corner lay one more fallen tree.
We were again treated to a rich variety of cloudscapes in watercolour, with or without
rainbows.
Ponies dotted the landscape outside Brockenhurst where I stopped to photograph
a still active railway bridge, when
a pair of cyclists obligingly approached, happy to have enhanced my photograph.
Not so obliging to Jackie’s mind was the driver of the car that added interest to my next one.
That is because she had readied herself to take a silhouette of me under the bridge and he insisted on ruining the shot. She produced this one instead.
Before that she had settled for one including the cyclists, the car, and me
through the rain.
When she photographed me aiming my lens she had thought I was focussed on her. In fact I was making the second of the rainbow pictures above.
Beside the bridge lurch these mossy trees marked with reddle. Many trees are so painted, sometimes with other pigments. I am not sure of the significance of the hues but imagine they must be a foresters’ code for a planned procedure. (Andrew Petcher’s comment below provides a link which answers this point)
They are on the edge of reflecting waterlogged terrain partially fed by
a swollen weed-bearing ditch.
Part of the path to the bridge is now covered by clear water
replenished by raindrops, the descent of which Jackie was photographing.
While returning home via Lymington the cawing of numerous rooks alerted us to the
growing occupation of a rookery. Some of the birds flew back and forth;
others remained on watch.
At times sunlight spilt across the road.
This evening we dined on Jackie’s spicy pasta arrabbiata with which with which she finished the Sauvignon Blanc and I started a bottle of Chateau Berdillot Cotes de Bourg 2018
Looks very wet and soggy, Derrick, but it made for some great reflections. 🙂 Nice to see such a clear shot of Nugget. I hope the marauders left him enough food. 🙂
Thanks very much, Sylvia. Nugget reported in good form this morning. 🙂
I just love Nugget!!!He looks definitely perturbed !
Thank you very much, Sofia.
Beautiful shot of the old tree stump by the bubbling pools – there’s a heart shaped bubble in there too, that’s impressive! Interesting about the robins response to their own kind, I’m sure there’s a good reason for it but it eludes me. Maybe one of your more learned readers may know something ………
Maybe – John Knifton in particular. I almost omitted the tree stump. 🙂 Thanks very much, Pauline.
Wet, wet, wet!
Thanks a lot, Sheree. It was indeed.
Such beautiful photos, Derrick! I couldn’t pick a favorite–I started with the stream and footpath, but then there were so many more! You had way too much fun with alliteration in this post. 😉
I had to look up what your meal was. I’m glad you enjoyed it, even if you wouldn’t order it again.
Thanks very much, Merril. I thought of another p alliteration last night, but couldn’t get on line to add it – you may be relieved to know. 🙂
Maybe you can add it to the next post. 😉
I have added to this one 🙂
🙂
Nugget looks much as I do when I am waiting for a train. I enjoyed your watery images a lot.
Thanks very much, Tootlepedal. Sorry to remind you about the trains.
In addition to your fabulous reflection photos, Derrick, I thoroughly enjoyed your alliterations.
Thank you very much, Dolly. 🙂
You are very welcome, Derrick.
Photography at its best – I wouldn’t know which to call my favourite!
Thank you very much, Helen
I was going to ask what a Barnsley Chop is, but I tried Google instead. So, now I know that is a certain was of cutting a lamb chop, and can be flavoured in many different ways.
My father-in-law had a butchery business, but I only ever heard him refer to lamb chops as chops or cutlets. I like them with mint sauce.
My favourite, however, are pork loin chops and caramelised with a coating of French mustard and brown sugar.
Love the reflections again.
Thank you very much, Sue. Too much bone in it for me. I go with your favourite: https://derrickjknight.com/2015/02/10/chamberlayne-road/
Thanks for the link, Yes, that’s me too Pork chop and two veg.
Trouble with eating a lamb chop in a restaurant is you cannot pick it up and eat with your fingers, a bit like a drumstick! ?
True, Sue. Thanks a lot
And I should learn to check for typos!
I love photos.
As a kid when I saw moss on trees or tree stumps I asked my teach ” how does a tree grow green hair?” Haha.
Thanks very much, More. “Green hair” is good.
Haha, you’re welcome
Wonderful photos. Have to say that’s one glorious bird.
Thank you very much, Gary.
I love the reflections, Derrick. I’m sure that’s a fine bench to take a rest, when it’s not soggy. Nugget has claimed his territory! 🙂
Thanks very much, Jill
Nugget grows more handsome every day.
Thank you very much, Leslie.
The twisted stump photo is my favorite, except perhaps for those of Nugget. My, he is a handsome one, even when he’s perturbed. Speaking of perturbed, we’re being deluged with reports of pertubed Brits and a perturbed Queen, thanks to “Megxit.” Is it truly as much a story as our media’s reporting, or is it just our media being their usual overblown selves?
It is quite a story, Linda. Especially relevant for us at the moment when we are ploughing through The Crown. Thanks vey much.
The reflections are beautifully reflected in this selection.
Thank you very much, Anne. I hope the water wasn’t too tantalising.
Great pic of that cute little Nugget.
Thanks very much, Flow
I think there could be a troll under that footbridge. 😉 But seriously, your watery reflections are fascinating! And of course Nugget is always a delight.
🙂 Many thanks, JoAnna
Those are such inviting vistas captured by you, and it speaks of a certain unabating passion. Robin is making a great living in his Garden, regardless of the many adversaries that keep bugging him off an on.
Thank you very much, Uma.
Love the green moss and the bubbly bubbles! So beautiful! The different shaped and sized bubbles are fascinating!
Your photos are so rich in details, texture, and artistic flair!
I’m glad to see Nugget is still rulin’ the roost, but fair to the other birds! 🙂 😀
Love your title…I read that that expression dates back to Ancient Greece!
HUGS to you and Jackie!!! 🙂
How is your Mom doing today?
Thanks very much, Carolyn. Mum is still up and down – but rather better. X
That’s a lovely formal portrait of Nugget. We’ve started to get a Goldcrest feeding at our “Allthesuetyoucaneat for nothing” restaurant. He’s from some northern forest and has probably never seen human beings before. That makes him very tolerant of me, as long as I don’t move!
Thanks very much, John. I can hear Jackie conversing with Nugget at the moment.
Excellent
You have certainly had your share of rain. Here we have been overcast (troubling for the tourists who can’t get a tan), and a lot of wind.
I now understand why Nugget prefers human company.
🙂 Thanks very much, GP
I hope you had your wellies on!
I certainly missed them. Thanks a lot, Andrew.
Thank you for this wonderful post, Derrick.
And thank you, Ann
So very wet! A pity some of that moisture couldn’t be sent to Australia. On a brighter note…always a treat to see Nugget. Glad the encroachment didn’t bother him too much.
Thanks very much, Laurie
Thanks very much, Liz. Another of my favourites
I enjoyed the photos from your relatively sunny day there, especially the reflecting pools, and of course little Nugget. We had a rain and windstorm here. I heard higher elevations got some sleet and snow.
I hope your weather calms down, Lavinia. Thanks very much
Oh the best reflections. Every one of them tells a tale
Thanks very much, Raya
I did come across a reflection of a tree in the bubbles, but alas could not find your good self. 🙂
Never mind. Thanks for looking. 🙂
“Nugget, somewhat perturbed, patiently paced as a group of long-tailed tits purloined part of his pendant provender” Well done!! You made me laugh. I think Nugget is England’s Most Photographed Robin, and he seems to have adjusted to the change in his life.
Isn’t it wonderful how sunshine can make a scene? I loved these shots so much, and I marvel at what beauty you two are lucky enough to share.
Thank you very much Indeed, Crystal