The Sound Of Tearing Grass

Humid, leaden, weather continued today, although there was no threat of rain. After a dozy morning I attempted to join Jackie in the garden. I bagged up one set of refuse before realising that this was far too optimistic following the night that had just sapped my energy. The Head Gardener finished her planting, thenContinue reading “The Sound Of Tearing Grass”

A Negative Tattoo

The day dawned dull yet dry; the air cool and cheerless. Nevertheless Compassion rose, its neighbouring geranium palmatum; rose Penny Lane and her accompanying clematis Dr Ruppel flourished well enough as I made my way into the garden to gather up clippings from the Head Gardener’s morning graft. After lunch I carried out an extensiveContinue reading “A Negative Tattoo”

Sunny Intervals

Early in the day I watched Channel 4’s transmission of the enthralling second day’s play in the Test Match between India and England. The forest was still overcast when, this afternoon, we set off for a drive. Lanes like Bockhampton Road were quite clarty. Beside this one a whiteness of swans occupying a field attractedContinue reading “Sunny Intervals”

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”

Preening Swans

Today the air was cold; the cotton-clouded cerulean skies bright and sunny. After lunch we took a drive as far as Hatchet Moor and back, enabling me to tramp over the burnt gorse Nash battlefield beside the lake. Beaulieu Road is lined with pools surrounding the rooted feet of trees which are generally dry inContinue reading “Preening Swans”

‘Why Do Swans Have Such Long Necks?’

On another darkly dank afternoon, after visiting Milford on Sea Pharmacy we returned home via Keyhaven. From Saltgrass Lane we watched geese, gulls, and other waterfowl fishing, flying, and floating fast on the tidal current. The colour picture in the first gallery and the first two in the next are Jackie’s. Walkers, dogs, and cyclistsContinue reading “‘Why Do Swans Have Such Long Necks?’”

“He’s Not Going To Move His Lorry Any Time Soon”

This afternoon we followed a rather circuitous route to Ferndene Farm Shop where Jackie made some timely purchases without having to queue. At Neacroft a weak sun silhouetted trees and houses and lightly illuminated the lane beside which ducks scavenged before crossing to the other side. Did you spot the decoy? Moving on after waitingContinue reading ““He’s Not Going To Move His Lorry Any Time Soon””

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”

Puttles Bridge

Today was mostly bright, sunny, and dry, except for a shower or two this morning. While Jackie filled the bird feeders she met and photographed Eric the Pheasant who has returned for his annual visit to announce he has once again evaded the seasonal guns. We know it is Eric because he amuses himself chuckingContinue reading “Puttles Bridge”

Lunch At Steff’s Kitchen

Late this morning Jackie drove us to Fairweather’s Garden Centre in Beaulieu where we met Danni, Andy, Ella, and Elizabeth for lunch in Steff’s Kitchen. The various trees in pools on the road from Brockenhurst were thoroughly irrigated. Beaulieu Lake was also very full, to the satisfaction of the numerous swans. Ella enjoyed playing gamesContinue reading “Lunch At Steff’s Kitchen”