A Bracken Ribbon

This morning we shopped at Everton nurseries for composts, seeds, bulbs, and some potted primulas; then drove on into the forest. Sunlit landscapes were in sharp contrast to yesterday’s murky views. These were seen from Lower Sandy Down, one of our narrow undulating winding lanes where we would not relish meeting oncoming traffic careering downContinue reading “A Bracken Ribbon”

The Equestrian Quartet

On another cold and bright morning we drove into the forest by way of Brockenhurst. From the Hinchelsea car park I photographed a somewhat misty moorland landscape. The winterbourne pool just outside the town had iced over, as had some of the terrain leading to further distant scenes. Rhinefield Road, where bracken provides burnished autumnContinue reading “The Equestrian Quartet”

Somewhat Disconcerting

Excessive rain interspersed with splendid sunlight spells was the order of the day. In the early gloom gluttonous sparrows from across the road commandeered the seed feeder. A later downpour dropped puddles on our paths. Bright sunshine left sparkling garden views sporting long shadows. After lunch we took a drive into the forest via LyndurstContinue reading “Somewhat Disconcerting”

Pilley Pool Replenished

Slate grey skies; gloomy light; steady rain. These were the weather conditions during our drive into the forest this morning. Just outside Lymington we were delayed by a warning of witches’ hats strung out round a bend in the lane, no doubt having been abandoned after Halloween. A couple of cows cropped the grass atContinue reading “Pilley Pool Replenished”

A Cervine Spectre

Jackie was up in the dark this morning, in time to photograph our first smattering of snow before the rain washed it away. This afternoon we drove to Crestwood in Lymington to complete the paperwork and pay a deposit on our new sitting room flooring which will be laid after Christmas. We continued on toContinue reading “A Cervine Spectre”

Whispering Leaves

The light today was bright; the skies clear; and the temperature cold. This morning we drove into the forest via   Holmsley Passage, with its splendid autumn colour burnishing both woodland trees and bracken-carpeted moorland. The moon, not yet having retired, nestled in the crook between two sunlit tree. Golfers in their retirement putted ballsContinue reading “Whispering Leaves”

A Reluctant Follower

On another bright but chilly morning Jackie drove me to Norleywood Road for me to walk along it and St Leonard’s Road for half an hour before she picked me up. Three different alpacas occupied the usual field; one wearing a rug. One or two of these may be llamas, but I don’t know theContinue reading “A Reluctant Follower”

Wetter Than Expected

My plan this morning was to walk along Bisterne Close for half an hour after which Jackie, having dropped me at one end, would follow and pick me up. In gloomy morning light and light drizzle we set off. The War Memorial in Everton Road, Hordle, had been prepared for tomorrow’s Armistice Day. The commemorativeContinue reading “Wetter Than Expected”

It Didn’t Seem Politic

The best light of the day was forecast to be seen this morning. And so it proved. Fairly early on we drove to Tesco’s for petrol; to New Milton Post Office for currency exchange and Christmas stamps; and to Brockenhurst, where, in common with New Milton, poppies ahead of Armistice Day adorn the lampposts, beforeContinue reading “It Didn’t Seem Politic”

Where’s It All Gone?

Apart from a brief spell of red-gold sunshine enlivening the last of the Weeping Birch leaves we worked in drizzling rain on the final heavy pruning in the Rose Garden. It is very sad to cut off healthy buds in an effort to ensure the plants’ winter security. This does, however, bring the bonus ofContinue reading “Where’s It All Gone?”