Mothers’ Protection


I watered the pots in the front garden this morning.

Roses on trellis

More pink roses bloom on the trellis each day;

Clematis Piilu

and clematis Piilu


and a tiny solanum are now making their way across the garage door frontage.

Rose Mamma Mia

New arrivals in the Rose Garden include Mamma Mia,

Rosa Mundi

Rosa Mundi,

Rose Deep Secret

and Deep Secret;


and my favourite rhododendron is coming to fruition.

Rose peachRose peach crop

The peach rose is reaching its peak,

Bee in peach rose

and attracting bees.

This afternoon we took Sheila on a forest driveabout to the North of the forest.

Ponies on road 1Ponies on road 2Ponies on road 3

A group of ponies on the far side of Burley ignored a Give Way sign as they held up the traffic.

Ponies 1

While we were watching another group, including a couple of foals, drinking in the stream at Ibsley,

Ponies 2

an alarming neighing was set up by two other adults of these normally silent animals. There was a clattering of hooves on the tarmac to our right, and a thudding on the sward on the other side of the water, as the spooked ponies scattered. The foals clambered up the bank at the calls of their dams. This one nuzzled its relieved parent.

Ponies 3

These creatures reconvened on the road.

Ponies 4

Meanwhile others tore frantically around the field until a loose collie dog ran off and joined its owners out of sight. The horses then quietly regrouped under the trees.

Pony with carrot

Some homeowners leave carrots out for ponies. This mother crunched on one, whilst her foal satisfied itself with grass to the right of the cattle grid protecting the house entrance.

Foal 1

As I disembarked from the car, the youngster made its way back to its Mum,

Pony and foal

and had a scratch under the protection of her flanks.

We stopped off for a drink at The Royal Oak in North Gorley, then Sheila treated us to a meal at The Plough in Tiptoe. We all chose gammon steak, eggs, chips, and peas. My drink was Ringwoods Best Bitter. Probably because I had also had a pint at The Royal Oak, I wasn’t able to fit in a dessert.

70 responses to “Mothers’ Protection”

  1. Sydney’s been miserable for the past week and a storm has caused much damage to my orchard. Pots broke, trees toppled and crashed into one another. I’m still cleaning up. It is a nice break to see your flowers and ponies. I would have ordered the gammon steak too. 🙂 Here, the sun is expected to make an appearance at last and most of the day should be clear so it’s time to catch up on garden chores.

  2. I had to look up “gammon” because that word is not used around New England….it was fun to see it was derived from the French “jambon” which definitely is a word often heard here.

    I think your favorite rhododendron would be my favorite also.

  3. The tiny solanum’s look so fragile…they’re beautiful. I can see why the rhododendron is your favorite, Derrick.
    Great shots of the horses! I especially like the one of the pony nuzzling its mother.

  4. Ah dad is smiling. I remember when Ringwood ales launched much to his delight. There was a wine bar in Lym – dad wouldn’t normally be seen dead in such establishments but they served a selection of fine ales – Wadworths 6X being one – and that’s where he found it. Late 70s or early 80s I’d guess. Happy days. Thank you for the homage! And many is the time I’ve cycled home a little worse for wear from the Plog H as it was known, once ending in a six foot ditch full of god knows what. Boy did I stink that night. Mum hosed me down.

  5. We call a “cattle grid” by the name “cattle stop”. When I was a teacher I set up a theatre in an old building next to a cattle stop (the school had a farm). We called it “Cattle Stop Theatre” and had the motto: It might stop the cattle but it won’t stop the bull.

      • We – the royal we – got an old priest (a Latin scholar who spoke 16 languages) to translate the motto into Latin. He said it was the most impossible thing he’d ever been asked to do. But did it – and I can’t remember how he translated it to Latin! O woe!

        • Google has this: “Merda taurorum animas conturbit” (Bullshit baffles brains) …. After the battles come the rewards ….. This Latin phrase was said to have been written in the sky before Constantine, before the battle at Milvian Bridge, North of Rome in 312 A.D.

  6. This was one of my favourites Derrick. It was already fantastic with the flowers but the shots of the ponies really made it incredibly beautiful. Thanks for sharing such a fantastic day out!

  7. ‘Deep Secret’ is one of my favourite roses ever and you have caught its velvety texture beautifully. The ponies must be delightful to watch as you wait for them to perambulate out of the way – does anyone ever get impatient?

  8. Roses are such show offs, but so good at it. And the ponies seem to love to commandeer the byways–who can blame them for being show offs, too? They have a way about them! And your way with a post is always good.

  9. The ‘Deep Secret’ rose is a beautiful deep contrast to the lighter shades – the roses are all looking wonderful. Also wonderful to see the ponies again – the foals are so cute.

  10. That Deep Secret rose is superb, bought back memories of my days growing old English roses, they always had a beautiful aroma, your garden must smell like a perfume garden.
    Enjoyed the great pics of the horses and your photographic skills.

  11. I can see why that rhododendron is your favorite. But as for that collie … I love dogs, but have no patience for a dog owner who would allow a dog to harass the horses–especially horses with foals.

  12. Ooh… what a beautiful, pleasant, enjoyable post! Great photos of these horses. 🙂
    Thank you for sharing, Derrick.

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