On another darkly dank afternoon, after visiting Milford on Sea Pharmacy we returned home via Keyhaven.
From Saltgrass Lane we watched geese, gulls, and other waterfowl fishing,
flying, and floating fast on the tidal current. The colour picture in the first gallery and the first two in the next are Jackie’s.
Walkers, dogs, and cyclists exercised at safe distances. The Assistant Photographer provided the first image of this set.
Swans tend to gather under the bridge linking the lane with the spit.
Today they were accompanied by
cygnets, no longer Hans Andersen’s Ugly Ducklings, but yet to shed their cinnamon plumage and acquire an orange beak.
This one is not too big to avoid mother’s sharp reprimand.
Emma, West Sussex recently wondered why swans have such long necks.
Today’s observations suggest that it is to enable them to reach the river bed.
Here I am photographing the swans.
This evening we dined on Jackie’s scrumptious sausages in red wine; creamy mashed potatoes; crunchy carrots and cauliflower, with firm Brussels sprouts. The Culinary Queen drank Hoegaarden and I drank more of the Shiraz.