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”
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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”
Lucky For Pigs
On a gloomier and warmer afternoon than yesterday we took a drive into the forest. The pannage season has this year been extended into December. A group of snuffling, snorting, competitive, piglets on the muddy verge at Ibsley burrowed as far into the leafy coverlet as they could to emerge with acorns from the treeContinue reading “Lucky For Pigs”
Impact On The Horizon
I spent a couple of hours this afternoon reading “The Mystery of Edwin Drood”, and, as yet, like its author, I have not finished it. I will feature it when I do. Later, we drove into the forest where Jackie parked beside Ran’s wood and I rambled with my camera. A febrile squirrel periodically caughtContinue reading “Impact On The Horizon”
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”
What Now?
It was a pair of grey ponies at the crossroads that prompted me to ask my willing Chauffeuse to park beside the stream at Ibsley ford, where a story began to unfold. The greys, casting their shadows in the morning sunshine, were mirrored by a couple of cyclists engaging in a lengthy conversation before partingContinue reading “What Now?”
Girls Also Need Sticks
This morning I almost completed my draft of tomorrow’s scheduled post. This afternoon Jackie drove me to Rans Wood where I walked for 35 minutes. The wood lies at the end of Furzey Lodge which is a continuation of Furzey Lane near Beaulieu. First we needed to negotiate our way through the narrow lodge laneContinue reading “Girls Also Need Sticks”
