Bed Head And Bum Flossing

On a warm and sunny morning we drove to the pharmacy at Milton on Sea, and on into the forest. Starry sun reflecting from a window on the Isle of Wight sparkled on the Solent, as it gently lapped against the sea wall and Hurst Castle in the distance. The eroding cliffs, speaking of manyContinue reading “Bed Head And Bum Flossing”

Clear, Changing, Light

We began the day with an early trip to Milford on Sea Pharmacy. Cloudscapes over the Solent and Christchurch Bay were ever changing. The Isle of Wight, invisible not so long avows nicely silhouetted against clear blue sky beyond bands of white cotton and degrees of indigo clouds. Cerulean patches peeped through others. Empty cruiseContinue reading “Clear, Changing, Light”

“Tomorrow Will Be A Good Day”

Knowing that we are about to experience strong gales for three days I lay down the garden chairs and the new water feature as a precaution this morning, and this afternoon we visited the coast at Milford on Sea to make calmer photographs than we would anticipate for a while. Although from a distance theContinue reading ““Tomorrow Will Be A Good Day””

Twilight Haze

On a dull and frosty morning Jackie photographed some aspects of the garden. A perky dragon was garlanded in frosted ivy; the ‘Autumn’ sculpture vied with winter; euphorbia, cordyline Australis, and rose leaves bore fringes of frost and lingering water drops; some potted pansies were rather limp, while iris reticulata and tulips broke the soilContinue reading “Twilight Haze”

Fishing The Shallows

On a dank-dull afternoon we drove to Milford on Sea pharmacy for a repeat prescription, with a loop round Keyhaven’s Saltgrass Lane on our return home. Occasional walkers, like this couple looking across the Solent to the Isle of Wight and The Needles, made their way along the sparsely populated clifftop promenade. We followed aContinue reading “Fishing The Shallows”

Up The Lane

This morning I finished reading the justifiably Pulitzer Prize- (for Non-Fiction, 1963) winning work ‘The Guns of August’ (1962) by Barbara W. Tuchman. With painstaking research, shrewd judgement, and skilful prose, the author analyses and describes the first month of the First World War. We are so accustomed to books and films about the madnessContinue reading “Up The Lane”

The Reader

After a little clearance work in the garden I spent much of the day finishing reading This is Penguin Books 1948 edition of Huxley’s novel first published in 1923. Today’s seven and a half pence is the current coin equivalent of the purchase price of one shilling and sixpence. We could, in 1948 have boughtContinue reading “The Reader”

In Their Element

Although steady rain returned this afternoon, this morning’s weather was bright and sunny, so we, wisely as it turned out, paid attention to the forecast and took a forest drive. Tanners Lane, down which, as so often, we encountered ponies on our way to the beach has been impossible to negotiate during the tourist season.Continue reading “In Their Element”

Foxglove And Twinkle

Early this bright, sunny, and cool day we drove out to Pilley to deliver a letter to Elizabeth. I popped it into her letter box and we continued on our way. I have a couple of times before featured the horse and pony occupying the garden of Jordan’s Cottage on the corner of Bull andContinue reading “Foxglove And Twinkle”

I Couldn’t Hold The Camera

The winds coming off The Solent on this hazy morning must have been far stronger than the 58 m.p.h. that had been forecast. I say this because, for the first time, I was unable to stand still on the clifftop , and was constantly being blown backwards. I was forced to sit on a benchContinue reading “I Couldn’t Hold The Camera”