Up To Their Necks

On another wet afternoon we drove to Lymington for printer inks and to Milford on Sea pharmacy and Co-op, diverting to Keyhaven on our way home. Saltgrass Lane was well waterlogged, even though the tide was not yet high enough for its closure. Walkers, dogs, and vehicles were silhouetted on the spit against dramatic skies.Continue reading “Up To Their Necks”

Safe Distance Enjoyment

When a dull day began to brighten up we drove into the forest for a while. Constantly changing skies, reflected in pothole pools, swept over the moorland bounding Holmsley Passage and its footpaths. Sun-tipped ponies pastured on grass, bracken and holly on the borders of Burley golf course. The forest car parks were all fullContinue reading “Safe Distance Enjoyment”

Late Afternoon

The 106 m.p.h. wind that ripped through The Needles overnight howled around our house and garden. Numerous plant pots were blown down; tables and the new pig hit the deck; owls were knocked off their perches; broken branches and scattered trugs tossed around; an arch bent and a rose dislodged. I had the sun inContinue reading “Late Afternoon”

Stygian Skies

Heavy rain fell from decidedly Stygian skies throughout the morning during which I finished reading the fourth chapter, entitled ‘ ‘Give me combat!’ France: 1894-9′, of Barbara W. Tuchman’s The Proud Tower. I had previously been vaguely aware of the Dreyfus Affair with dominated the decade, but never really understood it until reading Tuchman’s analysisContinue reading “Stygian Skies”

Reversing Hokusai’s Wave

Nick continued his meticulous preparation work on the sitting room today. The first four of these pictures show him filling blemishes; in the next he tests his smoothing success; the last shows a filled section of wall. This was all done before we left him to it and travelled to Tyrell’s Ford hotel for lunchContinue reading “Reversing Hokusai’s Wave”

A Change Of Diet

The morning was dry with bouts of sunshine when Jackie wandered around the garden with her camera. She went out to photograph the Amistad salvia but got carried away and also pictured agapanthus seeds, dahlias, rudbeckias, roses, clerodendrum trichotomum, begonias, fuchsias, sedum, phlox; and a fly, wasps, and a shield bug perched on ivy flowers.Continue reading “A Change Of Diet”

Enough To Patch A Dutchman’s Trousers

Episodes 7 and 8 of ‘The Crown’ really rather confirmed my reluctance to begin watching it because I imagined it to be intrusion into the lives of some still living people who could not answer back. We will probably persevere because of the history that we ourselves have lived through. On this day of gloomContinue reading “Enough To Patch A Dutchman’s Trousers”

‘My Way’s Cloudy’

This was a much milder day – the consequence of a wet, overcast morning. In anticipation of a possible break in the weather, we drove to Cadnam in ever-increasing rain. By the time we reached Wittensford Lane the rain had ceased, clouds were on the move, and the sun took an occasional peek onto theContinue reading “‘My Way’s Cloudy’”

The Rainbow Blessing

This afternoon we drove into the forest, making use of the day’s changing light. In contrast to the recent gales, the winds were so slow that the sun, albeit bright, would remain behind covering clouds for an age. Although the distant Portsmouth’s Spinnaker Tower was well lit, the near Tanners Lane’s breakwater was not. TheContinue reading “The Rainbow Blessing”

The Dying Of The Light

Increasingly sunburned clouds sped across the dawn skies over Christchurch Road this morning as Jackie drove me to Lymington Hospital for my flexible endoscopy. It was just my luck that this procedure was carried out by a beautiful, slender, Italian doctor. There is no apparent damage. I delivered a report to my GP in MilfordContinue reading “The Dying Of The Light”