Blackthorn Time

We woke this morning to frost on the kitchen extension roof and ice on the water features. The day continued cold and overcast with a top temperature of 7C. The quotation from Christina Rossetti’s ‘Spring’ given by Libre Paley in https://librepaley.com/2021/04/06/alive-in-everything/ sent me to reread the work in my copy of her poems illustrated byContinue reading “Blackthorn Time”

Rough Sleeping

This afternoon I scanned a few more recently rediscovered colour slides from August 2008. These are from a visit to Kew Gardens. Beside the lake huge gunnera grow; upon it plays a splendid fountain. The Titan Arum, or Amorphophallus Titanum, otherwise, on account of its putrid pong, known as the corpse plant, a native ofContinue reading “Rough Sleeping”

Happy New Year!

Early on what would prove to be the brightest part of the day, Jackie disappeared into the garden and returned with a range of frosty photographs, each of which is identified upon accessing the gallery by clicking on any image. By the time we drove out to Elizabeth’s to wish her a socially distanced theContinue reading “Happy New Year!”

Not Much Call For It In 2020

On another gloomy and cold morning we ventured out into the forest trusting that the nearer we arrived at midday the brighter the light may become. If anything there was more darkness at noon. We stopped at Setley Ridge Garden Centre which Jackie, masked up, entered and bought some Christmas presents while I focussed onContinue reading “Not Much Call For It In 2020”

Pork Scratchings

On our visit to Mum at Woodpeckers Care Home this morning she may have had difficulty remembering what she was meant to be doing this week, but her reminiscing was pretty sharp. It was sometime in the 1980s that I ran The Paris Marathon and she hadn’t been there but she told us all aboutContinue reading “Pork Scratchings”

First Steps

Knowing that this would be our last fine day until next week we took an early drive into the forest before returning to Sears Barbers at Milford on Sea where Peter cut my hair. Cotton clouds propelled by a chill east wind scudded across cerulean skies. Bright yellow daffodils lined many of the verges likeContinue reading “First Steps”

Decidedly Reluctant To Test The Water

Blackbirds are now in the process of stripping our crab apple trees of fruit. After a quick look around, they tear off an apple then make their way back to their homes across the road. We can just make out others, like this sparrow, about to leave the runway over there. Raindrops kept the foodContinue reading “Decidedly Reluctant To Test The Water”

Symbiotic Relationship

Such brief sunshine as we were to enjoy today came quite early. That is when we set off for a forest drive. Two lanes we traversed en route to Beaulieu are named Boldre and Rodlease. The Gravel Pit Lake at Pilley, almost bone dry last summer, has returned to its normal full state, nurturing whiteContinue reading “Symbiotic Relationship”

Cock Of The Roost

John Wain writes a good story. His ‘The Pardoner’s Tale’, which I finished reading last night, uses the device of a novel within a novel, fusing two stories together by an ingenious means which I will not reveal, but which soon becomes clear. The narrative moves along nicely. Published by MacMillan in 1978, the workContinue reading “Cock Of The Roost”

The Food Is Over There

CLICK ON ANY IMAGE IN A GROUP TO ACCESS ITS GALLERY, INDIVIDUAL MEMBERS OF WHICH CAN BE VIEWED FULL SIZE BY SCROLLING DOWN AND CHECKING BOX AT BOTTOM RIGHT. THE FINAL, SINGLE, PICTURE, CAN BE ENLARGED WITH A CLICK OR TWO. This afternoon Jackie drove Elizabeth and me to Lymington where my sister visited herContinue reading “The Food Is Over There”