A dull, overcast, morning made way for a bright, clear blue sky afternoon, early on which we drove to Ringwood’s in-excess for Jackie to buy a present.
We diverted to Sopley Mill where rippling reflections enhanced the shallow waters, and
a female pheasant failed to keep out of sight.
While Jackie carried out her shopping I stayed in the car and noticed
that someone had lowered the tone as
I inspected the view of the landscape down Poulner Hill seen beyond a lichen covered tree.
An exploration was under way on Rockford Sandpit.
This evening Elizabeth joined us at The Smugglers Inn in Milford on Sea for their Chinese New Year celebration menu. It is now too late and I am too stuffed to do it justice, so I will feature it tomorrow.