Rugs Still Required

Belying the cold wind which did not lessen until late afternoon, the such shone between fast moving fluffy cotton clouds. A brief garden survey revealed a few broken plant stems and one smashed owl. We decided to return to the clearance work tomorrow, and go out for a drive after lunch. Martin from Crestwood flooringContinue reading “Rugs Still Required”

English Bluebell Woods

Late yesterday afternoon we were both too knackered to clear up and put our tools away. The good news about today’s weather forecast is that we will be enjoying steady rain; the bad is that this will come with 60 miles per hour wind by the evening. This meant that we had to be outContinue reading “English Bluebell Woods”

Cat And Mouse

Last night the full moon cast a spectral spell upon the garden. Early this morning we drove Elizabeth to Lymington Hospital for a routine procedure and collected her later after we had taken a short trip into the forest. Unlike yesterday, today was largely overcast and consequently somewhat warmer. This was the sky above theContinue reading “Cat And Mouse”

The Fox And Hare

On a sun-bright, but still chilly, breezy, morning we took a drive to the east of the forest. Jackie parked the Modus on the verge of Sowley Lane and decanted me and my camera. Ponies shared the broad verge pasturage with basking cattle, one of whom looked askance at me when I photographed her feet.Continue reading “The Fox And Hare”

Leaping The Ditch

By 9.30 a.m. this morning an early haze was beginning to lift. In an attempt to catch it we set off at that time on a forest drive. When we reached Holmsley Passage the weak sun was soon swimming in swirling watercolour washes of ochre and indigo. It remained beneath them for the rest ofContinue reading “Leaping The Ditch”

Waterlogged

This afternoon we took a crisp sunshine forest drive. Jackie waited in Brownhills car park while I wandered along the largely waterlogged roadside verges for a while. This was a day for family walks. While certain spots were decidedly overcrowded, lesser known areas like Bisterne Close, where Jackie parked the Modus, were safe enough. IContinue reading “Waterlogged”

Highland Games

Late this morning we visited Mum in Woodpeckers where she continues to thrive. This time she availed herself of the blanket provided. Afterwards we drove into the forest for a picnic in the car. The day was cooler and overcast. From the bridge on Rhinefield Road I obtained enough light to photograph reflections in theContinue reading “Highland Games”

Close Encounter Of The Covid Kind

On an unseasonably mild morning of sunshine and showers we drove into the deserted forest where Jackie decanted me at a few unpopulated points where I wandered with my camera. Had we been in a hurry down Beckley Road we might have had a closer than comfortable encounter with an approaching van. Fortunately Jackie hadContinue reading “Close Encounter Of The Covid Kind”

A Close Encounter Of The Porcine Kind

I have often featured cattle and other animals basking beneath Bramshaw’s ancient oak. These pictures were produced in November 2018. This morning the unburied corpse of this once mighty giant, some of its limbs chopped up, lay across the green, being investigated by a solitary calf which is hidden in three of these images. TheContinue reading “A Close Encounter Of The Porcine Kind”

The Anguished Cockerel

How do you amuse yourself and gain relief of tension while listening to bank muzak while holding on for 75 minutes waiting for an “adviser” to sort out a problem? You spend the time patiently reading and commenting on blogs you follow and, when you need a pee you ask your wife to put theContinue reading “The Anguished Cockerel”