Bridge Over Untroubled Water

This morning I posted https://derrickjknight.com/2021/10/16/a-knights-tale-53-a-stormy-birth/ After lunch on this warm and sunny day we took a forest drive. A solitary Highland cow was in possession of Whitemoor Pond. Sunlight dappled the landscape; cast shadows across the banks of Ober Water, its bed and rippling surfaces; and backlit the leaves. Dog walkers led sometimes dripping pets;Continue reading “Bridge Over Untroubled Water”

A Gentle Snow Plough

This morning I posted https://derrickjknight.com/2021/08/31/a-knights-tale-25-a-papal-honour/ By mid-afternoon the earlier Stygian gloom had lifted enough for us to drive to Puttles Bridge and back after buying another, larger, bag of tree bark mulch. With barely a ripple the now very shallow Ober Water could hardly be said to flow under the bridge. The root trip hazards,Continue reading “A Gentle Snow Plough”

Beside The Pond

This morning was the dry part of day beset with showers of varying ferocity. We shopped at Ferndene Farm Shop for three more bags of compost and a replenishment of our stock of fruit and vegetables, then continued into the forest. Fly-decorated ponies planted in the road around the fully occupied Holmsley Campsite did theirContinue reading “Beside The Pond”

Attached To A Petal

Today dawned bright and sunny with a welcome breeze to lessen the gathering heat and humidity which made gardening too unpleasant after we returned home from an outing. By courtesy of Danni’s voucher birthday present to Jackie we enjoyed a most enjoyable brunch at Rosie Lea Tea Room (ex The Hobler Inn) on Southampton Road.Continue reading “Attached To A Petal”

My Little Snipper

Today was one allegedly expected to enjoy intermittent sunshine. In reality this was more intermittent than sunshine. We were conned by a bright start into taking an early drive to Puttles Bridge. In the event this was definitely intermittent. Three-way traffic lights control gave me plenty of time to contemplate the verges on the sideContinue reading “My Little Snipper”

The Sound Of Tearing Grass

Humid, leaden, weather continued today, although there was no threat of rain. After a dozy morning I attempted to join Jackie in the garden. I bagged up one set of refuse before realising that this was far too optimistic following the night that had just sapped my energy. The Head Gardener finished her planting, thenContinue reading “The Sound Of Tearing Grass”

“He’s After Us, Mum”

Today’s welkin canopy was a dismal, leaking, colander riddled with humid vapour. At mid-morning we drove to Hockey’s Farm Shop for brunch in their re-opened cafĂ©. The recently completed thatched roof across the road in Gorley Lynch bears effigies of a fox stalking a row of ducklings following their mother along the crown of theContinue reading ““He’s After Us, Mum””

I Hoped Not

Given the forecast (accurate) of the very hot day we gardened in the morning. My contribution was weeding the central brick paving of the Rose Garden, where, later, Jackie took a break sitting in the shade. This afternoon my Chauffeuse drove me into the forest. A parliament of rooks was held beneath a dead treeContinue reading “I Hoped Not”