On this dry, dreary, afternoon we took a drive to the north of the forest chasing a patch of blue sky that remained enticingly in the distance.
I first disembarked alongside the road through Rockford and photographed the fairly dismal landscape.
The next stop came along the road approaching the A31 underpass. From there I photographed yellow gorse, faded bracken, and spent heather.
As we arrived at Boldrewood I stepped out to focus on a horse and rider traversing the distant landscape.
The equestrian noticed me, stopped and waved, encouraging me to take another shot – at least I hoped that was what he meant.
It would have been rude not to.
On the approach to the Bolderwood Ornamental Drive, Jackie once more parked to enable me to enter soggy woodland to obtain pictures of
a pair of ponies foraging among browned bracken, reflecting pools, damp leaves, and mossy roots..
This evening we dined on more of yesterday’s Chinese inspired fare with the addition of vegetable spring rolls. Jackie drank Hoegaarden and I finished the Comté Tolosan Rouge.