A dull, overcast, morning made way for a bright, clear blue sky afternoon, early on which we drove to Ringwood’s in-excess for Jackie to buy a present.
We diverted to Sopley Mill where rippling reflections enhanced the shallow waters, and
a female pheasant failed to keep out of sight.
While Jackie carried out her shopping I stayed in the car and noticed
that someone had lowered the tone as
I inspected the view of the landscape down Poulner Hill seen beyond a lichen covered tree.
An exploration was under way on Rockford Sandpit.
This evening Elizabeth joined us at The Smugglers Inn in Milford on Sea for their Chinese New Year celebration menu. It is now too late and I am too stuffed to do it justice, so I will feature it tomorrow.
I am sorry that American waste washed up in your part of the world. Otherwise a beautiful set of pictures, Derrick.
Thanks for that, I wonder how the cap got there? 😂🇺🇸
How did a Cap about the USA get there, Derrick! 😂🇺🇸
I’m so sorry you saw such a toxic cap there! It’s disgusting, but I’m glad that’s all there was, and you had the beauty around you to erase it.
I’m salivating at the thought of your Chinese New Year celebration dinner!
I think caves are very attractive to children. I know they were to my brother and me. Now, not so much.
Sounds like a good day, well, apart from the hat.
A great day for a change, but a bad hat that won’t change, Derrick …