The Nuggets

Today the sun took a breather and the wind gradually increased. This morning Aaron brandished a bramble he had found growing in one of our dead stumps. Yesterday Jackie had photographed the viburnum plicatum sprawling across the West Bed; the Brick Path; the view from the lawn looking past the eucalyptus and through the gazebo;Continue reading “The Nuggets”

One That Didn’t Get Away

CLICK ON IMAGES TO ENLARGE. REPEAT IF REQUIRED In anticipation of the expected 45 m.p.h. winds we were out early this morning battening down the hatches. Chairs and hanging baskets were grounded; trugs, like this blue one on the chair at the west end of the Phantom Path were upended; I lifted this flowering gladiolus’sContinue reading “One That Didn’t Get Away”

Before And After: The Back Drive

A good part of the day, until I set the incinerator going at 4 p.m., was spent in selecting and printing the next section of the garden development album. If there was any task more daunting than anything else in the Old Post House garden, it was the back drive. This is what it lookedContinue reading “Before And After: The Back Drive”

Before And After: The Weeping Birch Bed

Aaron came to work this morning. He took out the last remaining tree stump from the lawn; cleaned the pipes and windows at the front of the house; and reset the post at the side gate which had come adrift. The Virginia Creeper mingling with rose hips on the Gothic Arch, with the yellowing birch leavesContinue reading “Before And After: The Weeping Birch Bed”

A Gem From Photography’s Early Years

Torrential rain this morning made us grateful for the splendid day we had enjoyed yesterday, but it did prompt an early departure for Louisa, Errol, Jessica and Imogen, who needed to return to Mapperley in Nottinghamshire. When the deluge had desisted I took my Hordle Cliff top walk. The blustery wind roaring off The Solent, toreContinue reading “A Gem From Photography’s Early Years”

Hordle Closed Cemetery

A new discovery was made on my familiar Hordle Cliff walk this morning. An abandoned bird’s nest perched high up in the hedgerow on Downton Lane where, seduced my the mild autumn, blackberry blossom still blooms, and lichen blends with the gorse. Roger was out with his tractor bearing new attachments, the purpose of whichContinue reading “Hordle Closed Cemetery”

Over The Fence

Knackered at the end of the day yesterday, I chose to ignore one encroachment of foliage onto the path. This hinged upon a Virginia creeper no longer adequately supported by a partially collapsed wooden arch. It was beset by one of our own expansive trees and rambling bramble. I knew, however, if I ventured into theContinue reading “Over The Fence”

Hidden Treasures

Apparently septic tanks need pumping out twice a year. For anyone fortunate enough to be ignorant of these sewage dispensing systems they are installed for houses which are not linked to water mains drainage. Without these you would have to dig your own hole as in primitive camping. Lorraine, next door, had advised us to open up theContinue reading “Hidden Treasures”

Digging

At 3 a.m. this morning, having woken up thinking about it, I tried the link suggested last evening by the WordPress advisor. It led me to clearing the Safari cache. This seemed rather frightening. I ‘[felt] the fear and [did] it anyway’. It worked. I was then able to reformat yesterday’s post with larger photographs.Continue reading “Digging”