Gorse, Golf Course, Heath, And Woodland, Maintenance

Feeling rather dispirited by struggling in vain to carry out some tasks I have been happily managing before WP’s latest improvements, my mood was lifted by a drive into the forest. Jackie drove us up Holmsley Passage and across Burley Road where she parked the Modus so I could walk back and photograph woodland withContinue reading “Gorse, Golf Course, Heath, And Woodland, Maintenance”

Out Of The Dark

On another unseasonably mild day, I wandered around the garden with my camera, picking allium, daffodil, camellias, viburnum rhytidophyllum, periwinkle, and bergenia. This afternoon we drove through the forest to Burley. On the way we stopped at a New Forest car park for a short walk with Scooby. Ponies always gather round the parked carsContinue reading “Out Of The Dark”

Bedraggled

http://www.weather. That is what 50 m.p.h. winds have turned our wet and warm days into.  (Mr WordPress took my joke one stage further. I didn’t type http:// and he won’t let me erase it) We went out for a drive this morning; first down to the clifftop over Hordle beach at Milford on Sea; then throughContinue reading “Bedraggled”

Putting Readers In The Picture

Some of my more recent followers were rather shocked by yesterday’s post. Those who have read my offerings over a longer period will possibly have been prepared by ‘My Branch Of The Family Tree’. It may now be worth explaining that the production of ‘Becky’s Book of Seasons’ was one way of dealing with my grief.Continue reading “Putting Readers In The Picture”

Anansi

This afternoon I walked the two underpasses route via the Sir Walter Tyrrell. The wall of Yew Tree Cottage at Stoney Cross bore evidence of the season on which I had focussed last week in France, as did the row of logs laid out to keep cars at their distance. I was to see manyContinue reading “Anansi”

‘There’s No Need For That To Be In The Road’

Being a firm adherent of the adage attached to Robert the Bruce: ‘If at first you don’t succeed, try, try, try again’, I set off this morning in search of Dave’s lakes which I had failed to find yesterday.  For those who don’t know the story, King Robert I of Scotland, their fourteenth century monarchContinue reading “‘There’s No Need For That To Be In The Road’”

Aviemore

Beside many cattle grids are placed small pedestrian gates, for ease of crossing.  Most people seem to either drive or walk over the grids.  Mat’s little Jack Russell, Oddie, simply trips across them.  Flo’s Scooby, on the other hand, managed to slip and hurt his foot on one.  Our lower drive gate is so seldomContinue reading “Aviemore”

All Is Right With The World

This warm, bright, morning I walked, with a little diversion, the two underpasses route via Sir Walter Tyrrell that I had discovered three days ago. I took a different diagonal across the, in parts still waterlogged, heathland towards the inn, as usual following pony droppings as a guide.  When I saw the Rufus Stone throughContinue reading “All Is Right With The World”

A Damsel In Distress

Another warm day meant we could admire Jackie’s flowering violas and tagetes seedlings whilst lunching in the garden. On 5th March I had got hopelessly lost and therefore considerably delayed when looking for Ditchend Brook en route from Godshill to Frogham.  Studying the Ordnance Survey map afterwards I discovered the route of this waterway windingContinue reading “A Damsel In Distress”

A Fortuitous Teaspoon

Flurries of snow occasionally accompanied me as I walked this morning to the Royal Oak at Fritham, where Jackie met me for lunch, then drove me back home via Fordingbridge, in time for the kick off of the Wales versus Italy rugby match on television. On the other side of the A31, I eschewed theContinue reading “A Fortuitous Teaspoon”