After lunch we took advantage of a spell of sunshine and drove into the forest. At the Roger Penny Way end of Cadnam Lane we stopped to converse with the pair of Gloucester Old Spots we often see there; and a robin that we don’t. Reflections rippled over the stream spanned by the road bridge.Continue reading ““We’ll Leave You Alone Now””
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Eggshells
Martin spent the morning tidying the back drive beds. He applied his painstaking effort to cutting back excessive growth and cleaning the brick edging. He chopped the refuse and added it to the compost. Two robins who we think are a grandson of Nugget and his female partner have been attracted by the work. LongerContinue reading “Eggshells”
Raising Robin’s Interest
At lunchtime Martin showed us the completed raised bed he finished this morning. He has concreted in the galvanised pins, put additional brackets on the corners, sifted and replaced some of the removed soil, and saved the plants that have been dug up. These primroses may go back in, with a number of bulbs. TheContinue reading “Raising Robin’s Interest”
Last Hours Of The Day
While the overnight gale continued to rant, rave, and spatter our windows we spent the morning continuing the decluttering prompted by our domestic refurbishment. I made considerable headway in dispensing with decades of paperwork. Late this afternoon, when the wind and the rain desisted, we rewarded ourselves with a forest drive. At the corner ofContinue reading “Last Hours Of The Day”
Presents From A Lifetime
For lunch, we visited Elizabeth, Jacqueline. and Frances, at our younger sister’s home in Pilley and naturally continued reminiscing for most of the afternoon. Later, I scanned or photographed the last of the presents that Mum had labelled for us. Jackie photographed this Heal’s battery operated carriage clock which I must have bought for ourContinue reading “Presents From A Lifetime”
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”
Clear Water
Pink sky streaks sent me out in the bright, chill, morning with my camera, and perhaps led me to the hues of gladiolus, Dr Ruppel, Mamma Mia, Lady Emma Hamilton, this particular climbing rose, pelargonium, and carpet rose. High up in the copper beech I think it was a blackbird serenading. We took an earlyContinue reading “Clear Water”
All My Ducks In A Row
On a bright, fresh, and crisp morning we took a drive into the forest. Slanting sunshine set the thawing frost glistening and lengthened shadows. We tried a visit to Tanner’s Lane. This meant driving between rows of parked vehicles with no turning space. I walked while Jackie turned back. We had imagined this little hiddenContinue reading “All My Ducks In A Row”
The Anguished Cockerel
How do you amuse yourself and gain relief of tension while listening to bank muzak while holding on for 75 minutes waiting for an “adviser” to sort out a problem? You spend the time patiently reading and commenting on blogs you follow and, when you need a pee you ask your wife to put theContinue reading “The Anguished Cockerel”
The Same Sun
Early this morning Jackie found a robin flapping about in the utility room. She opened the window for him. Was it Nugget? Later she conversed in the garden with a juvenile. While the Head Gardener completed the strengthening the compost bin that I had begun a few days ago, I carried out some dead headingContinue reading “The Same Sun”
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