Agnes Miller Parker

Jackie drove me to and from New Milton for me to lunch with Norman at Tas, in The Cut, EC1. In the rather neglected station garden a Leycesteria is blooming rather early. Note the dumped supermarket trolley visible beyond the stems. From Waterloo Station I approached The Cut, as congested as ever, via Lower Marsh withContinue reading “Agnes Miller Parker”

A Rude Awakening

We have packed the long life milk, so it fell to my lot, this bright morning, to walk down to the village shop to buy some more. I returned via the church path, The Splash, and Furzey Gardens. Burgeoning spring has come to Castle Malwood Lodge garden, with its flowering cherries and its shrubs; toContinue reading “A Rude Awakening”

Spring Is In The Air

Mat, Oddie and I walked the ford loop via the churchyard path.  Primroses are now abounding in the hedgerows and daffodils mirror the lichen on the gravestones. The Herdwick lambs were arousing the interest of a couple of neighbours.  One is quite black, the other pure white.  The farmer explained that Herdwicks normally ‘throw’ blackContinue reading “Spring Is In The Air”