The Ploughed Field

On another sunny but cold day of clear cerulean skies I walked further along Roger Cobb’s footpath and back.

While traversing the garden into Downton Lane I paused to photograph species tulips Lilac Wonder, forget-me-nots, and daffodils vying for space in the Palm Bed.

These three cyclists left the required amount of space as they skirted round me on the lane

where cow parsley,

bluebells, daisies,

and dandelions dominate the verges.

The fence beside number 21’s driveway bears careful, considerate, Easter greetings.

Residents of houses on Christchurch Road can now contemplate the crops to be sown in

the field I saw being ploughed from through the hedge of Honeylake Wood a few days ago.

Sawtoothed tractor tracks made tough travelling on parts of the footpath.

At the edge of the field alongside the wood I met two more neighbours I had never seen before. They had not taken this walk since coming here 20 years ago.

The couple had emerged from the kissing gate leading to the footpath between the wood and the field. We chatted for a while at a safe distance from each other until

they went on ahead of me back the way I had come.

More cow parsley,

and stitchwort lined the footpath back to Downton Lane.

This evening we dined on Jackie’s classic cottage pie; crunchy carrots and cauliflower with tender cabbage. The Culinary Queen drank Hoegaarden and I finished the Fleurie.


  1. I enjoyed the stroll around your local lanes, Derrick. It’s so lovely to see all the seasonal wildflowers popping up now. I agree about the ploughed path – I think it would make for rough walking! But, how fortunate we are with countryside on our doorsteps at this time of restrictions πŸ™‚

      1. Wow, so sorry to hear they are still giving you pain even with all of your daily exercises (which I am sure is more than what 95% of everyone else does.) You are a warrior!

  2. I enjoy seeing the general area where you live, Derrick and Jackie. It is quite beautiful. I really love that bank of dandelions with their sunny mounded faces.

    Your cottage pie sounds good!

  3. Are we allowed to put in a request? ‘cos if we are, I would like you to take ONE shot of the ploughed field (Paddock) from a very specific location every four days until winter. Exactly the same shot. It would be interesting to see it develop and then at the end, all of them as a video. Sun and wind and snow and autumn ripening and crows and birds. Did I mention the same time of the day?

  4. I love that you are meeting new neighbours that have lived there twenty years.

    A couple of months ago I bumped into my next-door neighbour from lower down the lane. He mentioned that it was fifteen years since we last spoke! I didn’t realise he’d lived there that long!
    We have waved across the field occasionally. And apparently, he used to chat with my late husband.

  5. Oh, I love seeing wildflowers!
    And how nice to meet the neighbors!
    And the tire tracks are quite artistic!
    (((HUGS))) πŸ™‚
    PS…we cooked a pot of beans, ham, onions, peppers, and garlic for the afternoon…My! it made the house smell good and it made a delicious meal!

  6. Looks like a beautiful walk. What is the temperature now? The road I live on is very narrow also and cars drive past so fast I nearly jump out of my skin. Forget about it if I want headphones on! Then with the dog. He chases cars that come close. One day I am afraid of what I will find on the end of the leash if I am not careful!

  7. There’s something about a freshly plowed field that I’ve always found very appealing. I think it’s a combination of the patterns in the earth and the potential of the sown seeds. The header of your post conveys that particularly well.

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