Around The Quayside

After lunch today I posted https://derrickjknight.com/2022/06/21/a-knights-tale-139-i-hope-that-wasnt-too-patronising/ Later, Becky drove Jackie, Flo, and me to Lymington where our daughter and granddaughter browsed in the High Street while Jackie and I remained quayside – Jackie in The Ship Inn and me wandering about with my camera. I will let my pictures speak for themselves. Becky collected usContinue reading “Around The Quayside”

A Hanging Out Nest

Jackie spent a hot, sunny, cloudless morning continuing her planting while I dead-headed poppies and roses and pulled up a few weeds. Flo joined us on a trip this afternoon beginning with a visit to Otter Nurseries for more plants, and continuing into the forest. Foxgloves lined the verges along Warborne Lane where a burrowContinue reading “A Hanging Out Nest”

Venison, Chicken, Swans, Ducks, Geese

Jackie cut my hair after lunch. Then we enjoyed a late afternoon forest drive. Swans, casting long shadows, with a group of mallards, which took to flight upon my arrival, wandered across the sward at Beaulieu River. At East End a donkey and foal clipped a hedge, while a burnished pony watched the traffic passingContinue reading “Venison, Chicken, Swans, Ducks, Geese”

Sunset Is For The Birds

This morning I emptied a small cabinet of drawers which stood beside my desk. Some of the contents needed shredding, some were binned, and some found homes in our new cupboards. I then tackled two public bodies who I can only reach on line. I won’t bore you with the details of these, save toContinue reading “Sunset Is For The Birds”

The Donkeys Didn’t Fancy It

After lunch Jackie drove us to Helen and Bill’s home at Fordingbridge to drop off a present. Attracted by a couple of large mushrooms on the verges at I disembarked and wandered along photographing, in addition, bracken nestling beside an oak trunk, and lichen attached to fallen twigs on the forest floor and decorating anotherContinue reading “The Donkeys Didn’t Fancy It”

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”