Yesterday’s dinner consisted of Jackie’s superb shepherd’s pie; crisp carrots, cauliflower, and Brussels sprouts with which she drank Hoegaarden and I drank more of the Rioja.
We will have more of this this evening, including the same beverages. The vegetables may be different. I am just going to prepare whatever the Culinary Queen bought in Tesco this morning, where she was very much in the minority wearing a face mask.
This was not the case with field horses on South Sway Lane when we began a brief foray into the forest. Readers will be aware that the masks are for the animals’ protection against flies.
We had not been here since the beginning of the lockdown when the trees were bare;
buttercups had not arrived, dandelion clocks were young blooms;
and moon daisies
and cow parsley were simply seeds that had not yet germinated.
Horseshoe Bottom was quite crowded with grazing ponies having no need to maintain social distance
and walkers who did.
A group of red deer outside Sway seem to have relaxed their timidity during the months without humans.