South Sway Lane

This morning Jackie drove me to the surgery at Milford on Sea where I received my booster Covid vaccination with no problems. We then continued on forest drive.

I stepped out of the car at South Sway Lane, where a fine specimen of buttercups lined the verges opposite the ubiquitous cow parsley,

and carpeted fields with a distant horse enjoying the comfort of fly masks. I

had been initially attracted by the crop of yellow irises.

Two dark bay ponies shared the nearest field. One hopefully trotted over to

investigate me, bringing cloud of flies of a like mind. How this patient creature must have envied the more pampered field horse which was protected from the pesky insects.

On the opposite side of the road moon daisies lined a verge beyond which lay a landscape swathed in varicoloured grasses.

A couple of friendly cyclists sped down the dappled tarmac.

Jackie was struck by the cathedral quality of the oak roof beams spanning Rodlease Lane. She stopped to produce the portrait style photograph, while I made the two landscape versions, one, of course, looking backwards.

A trio of ponies tripped among the daises on the verges of Sway Road.

As we arrived home I noticed what beckons to those who drive past our front entrance.

For dinner this evening we all three enjoyed more servings of those we had yesterday, with more pie filling for Flo and fresh vegetables for us all. Jackie drank Tsing Tao beer and I drank Swartland Shiraz 2020.

Published by derrickjknight

I am an octogenarian enjoying rambling physically and photographing what I see, and rambling in my head as memories are triggered. I also ramble through a lifetime's photographs. In these later years much rambling is done in a car.

66 thoughts on “South Sway Lane

  1. I haven’t thought of Tsing Tao since I lived in the San Francisco Bay Area and visited Chinatown regularly for dinner. I worked for a Chinese professor, and often had the chance to share dinners there with he and his family — no menus then, just he and the staff chatting about what we should have!

  2. Wish I could have feed that horse an apple or carrot, he looked so eager!
    It amazes me how iris and daffodils grow wild in your countryside.

  3. A lovely full-bodied South African wine … I am pleased you chose that. I wonder if your label had elephants on it. The bottles here do. As for the photographs, they convey a wonderful sense of the countryside!

  4. The oaks “beams” spanning Rodlease Lane reminded us of a similar situation we saw once in central Florida with cypress branches providing the tunnel roof over a gravel road. So similar and reminding. Thanks for your sharing.

  5. Like Jackie and others, I am enamored by the cathedral like arching branches as well as the lovely pastoral views with horses and ponies. Looks like paradise to me.

  6. Your fabulous photos at Rodlease Lane, reminded me of a quote I wrote Derrick …
    “The tunnel is growing wider
    The light is glowing brighter” .. Ivor.

  7. So glad you got boosted! We did, too, recently.
    Lovely day, lovely drive, lovely photos, Jackie and Derrick!
    Oh, those poor ponies…I can’t even imagine how those flies could drive one crazy. 😦 I wish I could swat the flies away for them. Or better yet, flyswatter the pesky flies. πŸ™‚
    I know I’ve told you this before, but I love when the trees stretch their “arms” upward and hold “hands”…providing shade and shelter to everything that passes under. πŸ™‚
    (((HUGS))) πŸ™‚

  8. Everything locks so green and lush. I love the oaks across Rodlease Lane. It’s looks like a secret tunnel carved in greenery. There’s nothing better than curb appeal and yours beats them all. πŸ™‚ Must be Jackie’s work.

  9. And I was struck by “Jackie was struck by the cathedral quality of the oak roof beams spanning Rodlease Lane.”
    A magnificent photo. I must find something similar to post in return.

  10. That pony is indeed patient. I’ve also watched horses swish away flies with their tails but they have no good defense when the the flies go about their heads.

  11. My favourite photo of the bunch is the welcoming roses in front of your house – irresistible. I enjoyed both perspectives from you and Jackie on the roof over the road. This post is filled with beautiful language. I appreciate the days when you wax lyrical. Oh! The yellow irises remind me that I must go down to the pond and check mine. Two years ago I hauled a bucket to a marshy area a few miles away that I had spotted from the highway, and dug up a clump of yellow irises and then came home and dropped them onto the shore of my pond. Last year they made two beautiful irises. I haven’t been down there to check yet this year because it is simply so wet I don’t want to spend time in the deep grass getting soaked. But if the reward is a yellow iris, it is certainly worth a dousing.

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