Playing With The Big Girls

On a bright, sunny, and warm morning we took a trip to Everton Nurseries were there was no queue and Jackie was able to buy the elusive trailing petunias. The young man collecting up the discarded trolleys sanitised the handles of every one. It was perhaps no coincidence that he was tall enough to haveContinue reading “Playing With The Big Girls”

A Mating Ritual

I accompanied Jackie on her Ferndene Farm shop trip this morning. There was no queue for the food shopping, so Jackie did that first before joining the line of ┬áplant lovers, Masks were more in evidence today. Jackie’s floral purchases were limited because there was only one empty plant tray and the trollies were allContinue reading “A Mating Ritual”

The Toughest Terrain Yet

This afternoon Jackie deposited me outside The Rising Sun at Bashley, whence I crossed the road and entered the heathland with its ubiquitous ponies and golden gorse bound for a leisurely walk.. We have driven past this spot on countless occasions, yet I was taken aback by the pitted hoof prints that would seriously impedeContinue reading “The Toughest Terrain Yet”

Social Distancing Is For The Birds (Too)

The thousands of people who crowded the UK parks and beaches over the weekend; and the London Underground yesterday, gave the Government no option but to send us into compulsory lockdown, which was announced and came into place with immediate effect last evening. Again this morning the tube trains were packed. All non-essential retail outletsContinue reading “Social Distancing Is For The Birds (Too)”

One For Quercus

High winds gusted and steady rain fell throughout the morning, only lifting at 2 p.m. when we set off to South Sway Lane in order visit our equine friend with the striking eyes. Unbeknown to each other we both carried a carrot. Now we have a spare in the car. First Jackie photographed a pheasant,Continue reading “One For Quercus”

On A Hillside

Today was sunny and warmer than yesterday. Jackie entered the garden for a weeding session. Within seconds Nugget was in attendance, taking time out from his under-gardener role to tweet sweet nothings to Lady, who kept out of sight. “Where’s Nugget?” (63) Ron continued sweeping up underneath his front garden feeder. Jackie also photographed hellebores,Continue reading “On A Hillside”

They Have To Grow Into Their Legs.

This morning, in preparation for an early morning tutorial telephone conversation with a WordPress Happiness Engineer, I drafted a post on the further subject of our August 2000 Isle of Wight holiday. I will publish it after it has been polished up. This afternoon Jackie drove me to Wessex Photographic in Lymington where I wasContinue reading “They Have To Grow Into Their Legs.”

Clay Hill

On this sunny and rather cold morning Nugget followed Aaron around the garden, darting for his prey. “Where’s Nugget?” (18). Small White butterflies multiply by the minute, sharing the verbena bonarensises with swarms of bees. I spent much of the day listening to the fourth Test Match between England and Australia. Late this afternoon weContinue reading “Clay Hill”

The Path To Deadman Hill

The day before yesterday I finished reading being the final novel in the trilogy of the Larkin family, first featured in “Freak Of Fate” in which I described the first book; how I came by it; and the amazing coincidence of the address on the flyleaf, also borne by this Book Club edition published byContinue reading “The Path To Deadman Hill”

“Where’s It Gone?”

We took an early drive to the east of the forest this morning. Having left Lymington we traversed Snooks Lane. The nature of this narrow, winding, road suggests that it is madness to reach the 40 m.p.h. limit marked on these lanes. Despite the idyllic location and the recently completed cleaning of the Burrard MonumentContinue reading ““Where’s It Gone?””