Atmospheric

Early this morning Jackie wandered around the garden photographing the overnight frost and misty garden views. Later we shopped at both Tesco and Lidl, by which time the mist and intermittent periods of sunshine had both lessened. We continued into the forest in search of more atmospheric scenes. Grey ponies dotted the hazy moorland landscapesContinue reading “Atmospheric”

Decaying Forestation

On this third afternoon of continuous blue sky and bright sunshine the waxing moon looked down early over Christchurch Road as we left home on a forest drive, and over Rhinefield Ornamental Drive as we made for home. Wilverley Plain’s gorse-laden landscape and ponies already bore the touch of the approaching sunset. A group ofContinue reading “Decaying Forestation”

Seeking A Suitable Location

Our very good friend John, who blogs as Paol Soren, has recently suggested to me that it might be a good idea to register the changing nature of our environment by photographing one particular scene or tree at regular intervals during the year. This set me thinking about a suitable location. Water should, I thought,Continue reading “Seeking A Suitable Location”

Ecological Contributions

Mum was on very good form when we visited her at Woodpeckers at midday. Her thoughts and stories flowed and her hearing and sight were not too bad. We could forgive her for repeating some tales. Her one and only flight to Jersey with Jacqueline some years ago was a new one. From Brockenhurst weContinue reading “Ecological Contributions”

Waterlogged

This afternoon we took a crisp sunshine forest drive. Jackie waited in Brownhills car park while I wandered along the largely waterlogged roadside verges for a while. This was a day for family walks. While certain spots were decidedly overcrowded, lesser known areas like Bisterne Close, where Jackie parked the Modus, were safe enough. IContinue reading “Waterlogged”

A Visible Contrast

The Needles foghorn beckoned us all the way to the coast at Barton on Sea this morning. All other sounds were muffled by clouds of tiny water droplets known as mist. We took the route through Angel Lane where Jackie parked the Modus and I photographed misty scenes and more visible views of the banksContinue reading “A Visible Contrast”

Changing By The Second

Wild wind howled and piercing precipitation rattled the roof throughout the night and well into the morning. Jackie photographed and I e-mailed this image of crooked hand from our 200 year old long case clock to Martin Fairhurst of Dials in Lymington who will repair it. Even with the bend the clock keeps perfect timeContinue reading “Changing By The Second”

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”