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”

After His Bath

Today’s brisk north east wind carried a much cooler breeze than the sunshine promised. Fooled by this deception we took a circuitous route taking in Keyhaven Harbour at low tide on our way home. Some moored boats sat on dry land; others, with buoys bobbed on the rippling shallow surfaces while winds whistled through theirContinue reading “After His Bath”

Raindrops

It was a shame that we were only due sunshine and lack of rain this morning, because I needed to be at home for the Openreach engineer engaged by BT. I won’t dwell on this, but, although the man turned up on time the problem is not resolved. It didn’t help that he hadn’t beenContinue reading “Raindrops”

Claggy Conditions

Although somewhat warmer, our day was dank and drizzly with no sign of the sun. After lunch Jackie drove us to Norleywood and back. The Scots would term the landscape’s weather dreich. Gleaming wet bracken bounced back what light there was onto the soggy terrain with its fast flowing weed-carpeted, hopefully temporary, pools. This mud-spatteredContinue reading “Claggy Conditions”

Ripples And Reflections

On another afternoon of heavy rain we took a drive into the forest. Over Lymington Road the sun attempted unsuccessfully to penetrate the brimming cloud canopy. The oak in the third picture has been remodelled by the sea air. The highest groping fingers never bear leaves. Almost the only wildlife we saw while the rainContinue reading “Ripples And Reflections”

Pilley Pool Replenished

Slate grey skies; gloomy light; steady rain. These were the weather conditions during our drive into the forest this morning. Just outside Lymington we were delayed by a warning of witches’ hats strung out round a bend in the lane, no doubt having been abandoned after Halloween. A couple of cows cropped the grass atContinue reading “Pilley Pool Replenished”