On this warm and sunny day Jackie unwrapped the wooden patio chairs and
we set them in place;
Flo continued her work in the garden, clearing twigs and leaves of cordyline
Australis and setting about burning them;
I wandered around with a camera.
Jackie and I took a forest drive after lunch while the others dealt with banking.
I photographed wild woodland daffodils along the banks of the rippling, reflecting Lin Brook, where bent a broken tree trunk.
We continued along Highwood Road, with shadows
falling across last autumn’s fallen leaves and the trunks of trees.
A field horse churned up a mud bath and splashed around in it before joining
its companions in a run,
while others grazed in a field opposite.
A drift of daffodils enhanced a neighbouring piece of land.
This evening we dined on Jackie’s wholesome chicken and vegetable stewp, with which she, Becky, and Ian drank Portuguese Rosé, while I drank Patrick Chodot Fleurie 2019.