On The Slopes Of Holmsley Passage

On our forest drive yesterday afternoon, we noticed far more than a normal number of ponies on the moorland flanking Holmsley Passage.

Jackie found a safe spot to park on the verges of the crumbling lane.

As I disembarked 

the horses all moved on 

and I made an uphill effort to keep pace with them until they stopped to

merge with the burnished bracken and dehydrated gorse stems while noisily tearing tufts of tasty turf.

Cyclists’ whizzing wheels occasionally warned me to keep to the edge as they sped round bends down the steep sinuous slope.

When we arrived home Jackie photographed a trio of pigeons in the now nearly naked weeping birch tree.

Early this morning I watched a recording of the Women’s Rugby World Cup teams of Australia and England splashing around the waterlogged Aukland pitch, drenched by sheets of rain in their quarter final match; then the other game between Canada and USA.

This evening we dined on Jackie’s tasty chicken and vegetable stewp with which I drank Calvet Prestige Côtes du Rhône Villages 2021, and the Culinary Queen didn’t.


  1. You were inspired to write quite poetically today. Lovely writing and pictures. We finally got to see some piglets on a goat farm this morning. There were lots of oak trees hanging over their pen so they looked healthy and happy.

  2. Hi Derrick – another nice outing – I hope the cyclists warn you when they’re up behind you. Here in the U.S. they call out a courteous “on your left” but they are pretty aggressive otherwise.

    1. These two were friendly, but those now in the distance, less so. The wheels are my alert. I am amazed that they can coast downhill at School speed without coming a cropper. Thanks very much, Barbara

  3. Your pony photos are marvellous and they have reminded me of the first combined poem I did with a photo of yours “White Pony”

  4. The skies look moody! Did you get any rain?
    Pretty photos! Wonderful words!
    Jackie’s photo is my fave today! 🙂 I love seeing birds “decorating” a tree! 🙂
    (((HUGS))) ❤️❤️

  5. Beautiful photos by you and Jackie. I had a hard time picking a favorite, but I think numbers 4 & 5 down from the top–for the colors, light, and composition.
    Your comment about the beverages made me smile. All the pony photos could almost be from an earlier time.

  6. I always love to see the ponies and horses. The tree looks like black lace against the sky. It reminded me of Ian Tyson’s song “Farewell to the North”.

  7. Derrick, I’m always curious about the horses. Does one person own them, several, or are they on their own, free to come and go as they please? Do they have a barn to retreat to if they do desire?

    1. They are all owned by Commoners with ancestral pasturage rights. They spend all their lives in the open. Very Hardy. They are rounded up once a year and given a health check. Thanks very much, Steve

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