The earlier third of the day was overcast but warm. On my way through the garden to set out on a walk down Downton Lane I photographed several newly opened tulips, one of which bore a sleepy bee. Even 30 m.p.h. on our eponymous winding lane is probably too fast at any time, yet itContinue reading “The Oval Bed Today”
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Sculpted By Prevailing Winds
Aaron is continuing to work as long as he can. This very sensible proprietor of A.P. Maintenance has taken advice and uses his plentiful common sense. We leave the gate open for him so he doesn’t have to touch it and he knocks on the window to announce his arrival. He keeps well away fromContinue reading “Sculpted By Prevailing Winds”
Avian Pairs
Today was bright and sunny, if a little chilly. Because this was the weekend, there was a little more humanity on the forest roads, mainly in the form of family groups of walkers like these on St Leonards Road, and cyclists in pairs or singly, like this one on Sowley Lane. We had planned toContinue reading “Avian Pairs”
Lunchtime
Part of Mum’s deal at Woodpeckers Care home is that she can entertain guests to lunch once a week. Elizabeth, Jackie, and I were her visitors today. My meal was Cajun chicken with Lyonnaise potatoes, carrots, and curly kale; the others opted for gammon. Mum chose stewed apricots with ice cream for dessert; the restContinue reading “Lunchtime”
Raising The Roof
CLICK ON IMAGES TO ENLARGE. THOSE IN GROUPS ACCESS GALLERIES THAT CAN BE VIEWED FULL SIZE AFTER SCROLLING DOWN THE PAGE AND CLICKING ON THE RELEVANT BOX. Threatened with an early disappearance of the sun that shone through the mist at dawn this morning, we took a drive soon afterwards. I have to confess thatContinue reading “Raising The Roof”
Controlled Burning
CLICK ON IMAGES TO ENLARGE. THOSE IN GROUPS ACCESS GALLERIES THAT CAN BE VIEWED FULL SIZE AFTRER SCROLLING DOWN THE PAGE AND CLICKING THE RELEVANT BOX. Jackie and I spent the morning weeding and clearing the rose garden. The task is not yet finished. A rather large creature has head-butted a hole in the fence,Continue reading “Controlled Burning”
I Guess I Will Never Know
Becky has pointed out that Jackie’s hand is reflected in the eye of the donkey in ‘Close Encounters Of The Asinine Kind’. I have added a postscript to this effect. We are doing our best to learn the myriad of bird calls we hear in the garden. When they are all sounding at once itContinue reading “I Guess I Will Never Know”
