Avian Pairs

Today was bright and sunny, if a little chilly. Because this was the weekend, there was a little more humanity on the forest roads, mainly in the form of family groups of walkers like these on St Leonards Road, and cyclists in pairs or singly, like this one on Sowley Lane. We had planned toContinue reading “Avian Pairs”

Emulating The Squirrel

The first couple of hours this morning were bright and breezy. After that the skies clouded over and the atmosphere gained weight. Later in the afternoon rain resumed its descent. We therefore drove out to the forest soon after 10 a.m., First visiting the pony, Gimlet who left off chewing his breakfast hay to crunchContinue reading “Emulating The Squirrel”

A Hole In The Hedge.

Danni has e-mailed me two more photographs from yesterday’s visit. They were engrossed in one activity or another. Note the tiptoes. This morning’s steady rain made way for an afternoon of bright sunshine prompting us to drive to the north of the forest, via South Sway Lane where our friendly equine henceforth, in recognition ofContinue reading “A Hole In The Hedge.”

First Steps

Knowing that this would be our last fine day until next week we took an early drive into the forest before returning to Sears Barbers at Milford on Sea where Peter cut my hair. Cotton clouds propelled by a chill east wind scudded across cerulean skies. Bright yellow daffodils lined many of the verges likeContinue reading “First Steps”

“Legged It”

When Jackie looked out of our bedroom window this morning she was surprised to see a police car backing past our house and no other cars on the road. Naturally she investigated. The telegraph pole bearing necessary cables and the only street lamp on our stretch of Christchurch Road had been seriously sent awry, theContinue reading ““Legged It””

Mud-caked

I have to acknowledge that I seem to be out of step with more regular reviewers of The Favourite which we watched on Prime after dinner yesterday. I am not competent to comment on the historical accuracy of this story of the last years of Queen Anne, a very sad eighteenth century English monarch; norContinue reading “Mud-caked”

The Rainbow Blessing

This afternoon we drove into the forest, making use of the day’s changing light. In contrast to the recent gales, the winds were so slow that the sun, albeit bright, would remain behind covering clouds for an age. Although the distant Portsmouth’s Spinnaker Tower was well lit, the near Tanners Lane’s breakwater was not. TheContinue reading “The Rainbow Blessing”

Wet, Wet, Wet

The wind had dropped today. Unfortunately it was not available to send the leaden clouds on their way. They hung overhead, shedding rain all day. Initially not much more than drizzle fell, so Jackie continued her autumn clearance and I joined her for a while. I brought the heavy precipitation with me, but stayed outContinue reading “Wet, Wet, Wet”

Picking Up The Autobiography

Yesterday evening, through the window beside my desk, Jackie photographed glistening pearls strung out by a furry spider. For reasons which will become particularly apparent from my post “The Foam Rubber Mattress”, patient readers who may have notice an hiatus in the drafting of my autobiography, may be pleased to know that I picked itContinue reading “Picking Up The Autobiography”

On The Road Again

Today dawned with sunny intervals. As the meteorologists had correctly forecast driving rain this afternoon, we drove to Setley Ridge to buy a birthday present, then into the forest, I photographed two woodland scenes outside Brockenhurst, from where we drove across the moors towards Beaulieu. A solitary horse and rider trotted across the fading heather;Continue reading “On The Road Again”