Witchcraft With Acorns

The light today was gloomy and the slate-grey overhead colander-canopy constantly leaked drizzle. Jackie reported that this morning while Muggle tweeted in her ear she realised that there was another exchange of battle cries between Nugget and someone else who occupied the garden of No 5 Downton Lane. There are now three robins setting outContinue reading “Witchcraft With Acorns”

Golden Globe Descending

After lunch I watched recorded highlights of yesterday’s international rugby match between England and Australia. I then prised Jackie from her greenhouse so she could take me for a drive in the forest. “Look, Derrick”, she announced, indicating a plant on this sunny but cold afternoon, “it’s a little chilly in the garden”. Many moorlandContinue reading “Golden Globe Descending”

Watching The World Go By

CLICK ON ANY IMAGE IN A GROUP TO ACCESS ITS GALLERY, INDIVIDUAL MEMBERS OF WHICH CAN BE VIEWED FULL SIZE BY SCROLLING DOWN AND CHECKING BOX AT BOTTOM RIGHT This afternoon Jackie delivered me to a bench at the crossroads beside the Burley war memorial in order for me to focus on who came by.Continue reading “Watching The World Go By”

A Day For Ice Cream

CLICK ON IMAGES TO ENLARGE. REPEAT IF REQUIRED This splendidly spring-like day was conducive to more autumn tidying in the garden, after which we went for a drive in the forest. We hadn’t been down Pauls Lane before. We hoped we wouldn’t meet anyone approaching from the opposite direction. From a little further on weContinue reading “A Day For Ice Cream”

Wagons Ho!

CLICK ON IMAGES TO ENLARGE. REPEAT IF REQUIRED. Beginning with roseraie de l’Hay, Jackie and I continued our work in the Rose Garden by bashing stakes into the ground and tying the stems to them. Brambles are very sneaky when they send their deep roots down beside roses. The worst of these, masquerading as  theContinue reading “Wagons Ho!”

Witchcraft

Jackie’s patience in watching the bird table from her kitchen hide has paid off.  The two most timid feeders are the woodpecker and the blackbird.  Through the glass of the French windows she managed to photograph each of them this morning. It was a much cooler and duller day today.  This afternoon we motored outContinue reading “Witchcraft”