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”

Bad Hair Day

This afternoon Jackie drove me to Eyeworth Pond and back to watch the birds. Golden gorse glowed in the sunshine on Hinchelsea Moor and many others. The deciduous trees, like this oak, are all filling with foliage. Walkers along the Rhinefield Ornamental Drive gave scale to the giant redwoods. Mandarin ducks are not native toContinue reading “Bad Hair Day”

“Ursula Andress, Eat Your Heart Out”

THE SINGLE IMAGES CAN BE ENLARGED WITH A CLICK. CLICKING ON ANY OF THOSE IN GROUPS WILL ACCESS GALLERIES, INDIVIDUAL MEMBERS OF WHICH CAN BE VIEWED FULL SIZE BY SCROLLING DOWN AND CHECKING BOX AT BOTTOM RIGHT Late this gloriously hot and sunny afternoon Jackie drove us to Eyeworth Pond in search of ducklings. CattleContinue reading ““Ursula Andress, Eat Your Heart Out””

Strange Courtship

CLICK ON IMAGES TO ENLARGE. THOSE IN GROPUS ACCESS GALLERIES THAT CAN BE VIEWED FULL SIZE. This morning we drove out to Eyeworth Pond and back. Yesterday evening I described the heavy rain that pummelled the pavement. It continued throughout the night. This is what it did to Brockenhurst’s landscaped lawns, and to its ford.Continue reading “Strange Courtship”

Letting The Toddler Win The Race

CLICK ON IMAGES TO ENLARGE. REPEAT IF REQUIRED This morning we went for a driveabout in the forest. It is not unusual to notice cartoon character flattened squirrels on the winding lanes. On the very narrow track bounded by thick impenetrable hedgerows that links Newtown with Minstead, a young tree rat caught ahead of the carContinue reading “Letting The Toddler Win The Race”

Synchronicity

Pausing to admire one of the freshly flowering cherries in the front garden, we took an early morning drive through forest to Eyeworth Pond and back. Sometimes the heathland, after the burning of the gorse, can appear like a Paul Nash landscape. So it was today. As we approached Burley, I spotted a pony appearingContinue reading “Synchronicity”

Chain Reactions

Having read Jane Gardam’s introduction to it, last night I began reading Molly Keane’s 1981 novel, ‘Good Behaviour’. Early this morning Jackie drove us to Ringwood to make a bank transfer; to visit Ellis Jones solicitors; and to buy some eggs and veg. Rain throughout the night had replenished all the familiar pools, one ofContinue reading “Chain Reactions”