In recent days goldfinches have joined the ranks of birds swooping on the feeders.
We think we may be harbouring an extra long tailed variety.
Mum’s care home is now in total lockdown. Several of us telephoned her in turn.
I believe that is now widespread. Jackie photographed this conversation through a window at Barton on Sea. The son had left flowers at the door.
The cliff top grassed area was as crowded as any other spring Sunday afternoon, except that all the groups appeared to be keeping their distance from others.
Mudeford harbour was even more crowded, yet people picnicked
and occupied benches in company
or in solitude.
Gulls simply winged it overhead or
over the shore at low tide,
while a pack of motor cyclists came along for the ride.
on Braggers Lane
a jogger maintained his solitude.
Across the landscape in a roughly central position stands All Saints Church, Thorney Hill.
Pools still line Forest Road near Holmsley,
where ponies ponder,
Early this evening Jackie nipped out to photograph Elusive Eric the pheasant, who evaded her, so she settled for
the Cryptomeria Bed,
the Dragon Bed,
This evening we dined on succulent duck breasts roasted with new potatoes; with crunchy cauliflower, carrots, and Brussels sprouts. Jackie drank Hoegaarden and I drank more of the El Zumbado Garnacha Syrah, this time 2018 vintage.