Chasing Their Shadows

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Jacqueline visited Mum again this afternoon and then returned to her own home in Boston, Lincolnshire. Elizabeth will be returning here from Edinburgh tomorrow. Late on another surprisingly warm, bright, cloudless afternoon, Jackie took us for a drive in the forest.

Some specimen oaks, like these on Warborne Lane, Portmore, are turning to gold somewhat ahead of others.

A little further along the road there was evidence that a flock of sheep had attempted to leap their boundary fence and hadn’t quite made it.

Ponies at Dibden seemed to be chasing their own shadows.

We watched the sun subside behind a copse beside the mirror that was Hatchet Pond.

A couple of photographers taking a different viewpoint on the far side of the lake were nicely reflected in silhouette.

As we would pass Walhampton Arms on our way home it seemed sensible to stop off there for their excellent carvery meal. So we did just that. I drank Razor Back while Jackie drank Amstel.

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  3. I really like the pony chasing shadows, but the sunset photos are sublime.
    You made me laugh with your remark about it being sensible to stop for that meal. 🙂

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  5. Another delightful set of photographs, Derrick. I do enjoy following your daily picture diary.

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  7. Your sunset series is remarkable. Something about it put me in mind of Yeats and the Lake Isle of Innisfree. Funny how the old noggin works. So, now I’ve read a lovely poem and viewed your glorious gloaming photos and feel quite wonderful. What a joy is the blogosphere. Here’s Yeats’ final stanza:
    I will arise and go now, for always night and day
    I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
    While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,
    I hear it in the deep heart’s core.
    I think these words seem to match your photographs.

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  12. WONDERFUL!!!!!!!!!!!
    …..You must have
    shadow and light source
    both.
    Listen,
    and lay your head
    under the tree of awe.
    When from that tree
    feathers and wings
    sprout on you,
    be quieter than a dove.
    Don’t even open your mouth
    for even a coo.
    From The Soul of Rumi

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  13. The reflection photos with trees, light and shadow are so VERY beautiful, Derrick! I’d be framing those and giving them as gifts or putting them on my own walls!
    HUGS!!! 🙂

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        1. More or less, but the season hasn’t started yet. It’s not the same Old Florida feel as it was 35 years ago, but then every interesting place eventually goes commercial.

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          7. True, but the Chamber of Commerce has been doing aggressive marketing for years. I fear losing the authenticity of the Keys, as we have already lost it on South Beach.

    1. We queue up for a choice of carved meats and Yorkshire pudding, then help ourselves to a complete variety of vegetables, sauces, and gravy. At this establishment the plates are a good size and we can pile them high. Thanks very much, Judy

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