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”

Rippling Reflections

Dark, brooding, precipitating skies were occasionally brightened today by suddenly, briefly, escaping sunshine. The opposite was also true, on the trip we took into a waterlogged forest after purchasing three bags of compost at Ferndene Farm Shop. I left the car when Jackie parked on the verge of the Thorney Hill end of Burley Road.Continue reading “Rippling Reflections”

Wild Flower Verges

Mum is recovering from a throat infection for which she has been treated with antibiotics. On our visit this morning she demonstrated the site of her discomfort and explained that she had refused to stay in bed in favour of sitting in her chair to get herself moving. This afternoon we took a drive intoContinue reading “Wild Flower Verges”

Further Along Forest Road

Today there was still a chill in the air, which became more overcast with sunny periods as it went on. After lunch we drove into the forest. As so often on a dull day we thought we may not find much of photographic interest, until the sun and our little group of equine friends foundContinue reading “Further Along Forest Road”

Ecological Contributions

Mum was on very good form when we visited her at Woodpeckers at midday. Her thoughts and stories flowed and her hearing and sight were not too bad. We could forgive her for repeating some tales. Her one and only flight to Jersey with Jacqueline some years ago was a new one. From Brockenhurst weContinue reading “Ecological Contributions”

Soggy

Although the skies were to brighten later, when we drove into the forest this morning light flakes of fluffy snow had already evaporated to integrate with liquid precipitation. Jackie parked the Modus at Crockford Clump and I squelched across waterlogged moorland and clambered over undulating slopes the basins of which became their own reflecting, rippling,Continue reading “Soggy”

Changing By The Second

Wild wind howled and piercing precipitation rattled the roof throughout the night and well into the morning. Jackie photographed and I e-mailed this image of crooked hand from our 200 year old long case clock to Martin Fairhurst of Dials in Lymington who will repair it. Even with the bend the clock keeps perfect timeContinue reading “Changing By The Second”

Waterditch Road

I wasted the best part of a rainy afternoon wrestling with my scanner because I had planned to start a new series of slides and negatives, but it is so long since I worked on any of those that I managed to mess up the settings and couldn’t sort them out. I even downloaded aContinue reading “Waterditch Road”

Thunder

This morning I read in the car while Jackie shopped first in Milford Supplies for hand gel, wipes, and a mask; then for pansies in Ferndene Farm Shop, after which we continued into the forest, where Holmsley Passage displayed signs of autumn in the form of partially nibbled mushrooms, vibrant wild rose hips, and goldenContinue reading “Thunder”

In Keyhaven Harbour

Yesterday Ron told me about his discovery of a collection of negatives made by his father, Ray Salinger, in the 1940s and ’50s. Ron scanned these high quality photographs of drinkers in The Walkford pub and e-mailed them to me. We think the man in the apron is the milkman who has just delivered theContinue reading “In Keyhaven Harbour”