Rippling Reflections

Dark, brooding, precipitating skies were occasionally brightened today by suddenly, briefly, escaping sunshine. The opposite was also true, on the trip we took into a waterlogged forest after purchasing three bags of compost at Ferndene Farm Shop. I left the car when Jackie parked on the verge of the Thorney Hill end of Burley Road.Continue reading “Rippling Reflections”

Why Did The Pony Cross The Road?

CLICK ON IMAGES TO ENLARGE. THOSE IN GROUPS ACCESS GALLERIES THAT CAN BE VIEWED FULL SIZE. This morning, headed for Hatchet Pond, we drove out to the forest early enough to see the children trailing to Lymington’s schools. The pond itself was now rivalled by waterlogged terrain that had been settled by a group ofContinue reading “Why Did The Pony Cross The Road?”