Clear, Changing, Light

We began the day with an early trip to Milford on Sea Pharmacy. Cloudscapes over the Solent and Christchurch Bay were ever changing. The Isle of Wight, invisible not so long avows nicely silhouetted against clear blue sky beyond bands of white cotton and degrees of indigo clouds. Cerulean patches peeped through others. Empty cruiseContinue reading “Clear, Changing, Light”

A Fan Of Harry Potter

On another fine spring morning I took a walk to Shorefield Country Park and back. Before arriving at the end of the back drive I photographed a few tulips and bunches of daffodils. A cerulean Christchurch Bay could be seen from the entrance to Roger Cobb’s top field on Downton Lane. Further down the road,Continue reading “A Fan Of Harry Potter”

“An Artist In My Greenhouse”

CLICK ON IMAGES TO ENLARGE. REPEAT IF REQUIRED This week we have enjoyed three fine days. Tomorrow with also be fine. Today it drizzled most of the time. This, however, did not phase John Jones, an artist friend who had planned to depict the garden and was duly delivered by Paul Clarke this morning. JohnContinue reading ““An Artist In My Greenhouse””

The Roadside Meadow

CLICK ON IMAGES TO ENLARGE. REPEAT IF REQUIRED. Municipal planting has been one of the facilities offered by Local Authorities in these straitened times to have fallen by the wayside. In the metaphorical sense this is not true of New Forest District Council. Last autumn seeds were sown by the side of the A337 andContinue reading “The Roadside Meadow”

Keep Off My Balcony

CLICK ON IMAGES TO ENLARGE. THOSE IN GROUPS ACCESS GALLERIES THAT CAN BE VIEWED FULL SIZE. On another day of gentle recovery Jackie and I delivered a letter to another Knight in Everton Road that had been wrongly included in our mail. We then joined Becky and Ian in the Beachcomber café at Barton onContinue reading “Keep Off My Balcony”

Exhuming Queen Victoria

On a bright, sunny, morning I rambled around the garden, down the lane, along Roger’s footpath and back. From our patio can be seen a rhododendron, geranium palmatums, petunias, foxgloves, and fennel. The centre of the Phantom Path gives a view towards that shown above. We can also see that the clematis Star of India and anContinue reading “Exhuming Queen Victoria”

Monochrome Moods

On this bright, cloudy, morning I walked as far as the rusting machinery along Roger’s footpath. To my left, clouds scudded across Christchurch Bay which reflected the bright blue of the sky; to my right, I could glimpse the rape field on the other side of Christchurch Road. In our garden, I struggled to catchContinue reading “Monochrome Moods”