This morning, with minimal help from me, Jackie assembled the solar powered water feature bought yesterday. This is not its intended resting place but it has been left on the patio for the sun to charge it up.
On this hazy afternoon we drove to Mudeford and back.
I wandered around the harbour with my camera.
First I focussed upon people taking in the main view, before making my way to the north-eastern side for what I thought would be the best almost monochrome shots.
Take particular note of the elegant swan.
Allowing a glimpse of yellow a sailboarder walked in the water to the shore, where, unbeknown to either of us,
Jackie completed the story as he carried the sail across the sward;
she also photographed the masts laid up for winter, the street lamp, and gulls in flight, one of which perched atop a post.
Now back to my swan and the irresponsible chase. Even when fleeing for their lives swans take a long time to achieve lift-off. Like a bouncing bomb, our Cygnus managed to escape, and the dog returned empty mouthed. The photographer in me saw this as an opportunity; the human being, as a totally irresponsible act by the owner/s who had loosed two such animals in what should be a safe haven.
This evening we reprised yesterday’s fusion dinner with which Jackie drank Hoegaarden and I drank more of the Cabernet Sauvignon.