Double Yellow Lines

Steady, light, rain seeped from slate skies throughout the day. This morning Jackie worked in the greenhouse while I ironed, read, and photographed raindrops on our unidentified peach rose, wallflower Sugar Rush Purple, and a tiny primula. This afternoon Jackie drove us to Keyhaven. You may be forgiven for thinking that this is a pictureContinue reading “Double Yellow Lines”

Hatchet Pond At Dusk

Today’s Christmas rose is this peach one from the patio bed. The neighbouring clematis Cirrhosa Freckles festoons the grateful gazebo. The now solitary pigeon still perches praying for the return of its deceased mate. Nugget now spends much of his time outside the stable door where he enjoys sole use of the feeder by theContinue reading “Hatchet Pond At Dusk”

On Eyeworth Pond

Much of this very hot day was taken up with dead heading and watering. Soon after 4 p.m. Jackie drove us to Eyeworth Pond and back. At this time, ponies and cattle, although they did emerge later, made use of what shade they could find. These were spotted en route to Fritham, where other cattleContinue reading “On Eyeworth Pond”

Their Own Internal Tide Table

The clouds today were largely overcast, although rain did not set in until we were returning from our trip. This was firstly to Lyndhurst where we brunched at the eponymous Tea House. From our window seat we watched a variety of visitors such as these older women seated on a bench with a view ofContinue reading “Their Own Internal Tide Table”

In A Flap

As I walked down to the Back gate to open it for Aaron early this morning I passed the delicate pastel shades of Penny Lane which will have a powerful fragrance later in the day; oriental poppies which have stubbornly clung to some petals despite the recent gales; abundant Félicité Perpétue draped over a deadContinue reading “In A Flap”

“The Royal Stump”

This morning I e-mailed two more entries to the Wessex Photo Spring competition. These are entitled ‘A Paddle’ and ‘The Hind Leg’. (A paddle is the collective noun for ducks in the water; a garrulous person could be said to talk the hind leg off a donkey – with Jackie’s assistance I couldn’t help myself).Continue reading ““The Royal Stump””

A Drum Roll

This morning I rediscovered an album of elderly colour slides I had thought lost. I scanned a selection from May 1989. Sam managed to set this drum rolling across the lawn at Lindum House; Louisa preferred the inside drum roll Kate, our popular child-sitter, was an excellent birthday party emcee. This was Louisa’s seventh. JessicaContinue reading “A Drum Roll”

Shared Pasturage

Although it was to brighten a little before we finished our trip into the forest this afternoon, it began very dull and overcast. At Braggers Lane I disembarked from the Modus to focus on distant landscapes. The last two images include All Saints Church, featured in an earlier post. Nascent bracken now towered above bluebellsContinue reading “Shared Pasturage”

Conversation

On another overcast afternoon we meandered in the Modus. On the Beaulieu Abbey lake teal ( see John Knifton’s comment below) paddled among the reed beds; black headed gulls quietly reflected; stately swans sailed sedately, sometimes safely splash landing. One conversed with a little boy in a buggy. In a field across the road cockContinue reading “Conversation”

Gone Fishing

The final fatal body blow to my hopes for a daily post during my hospital stay was dealt by EE mobile on the late afternoon of the day before my surgery. Today I began to fill in the gaps with the entry planned for 8th January 2019 On this bright, sunny, morning we set outContinue reading “Gone Fishing”