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Today’s weather pattern was similar to yesterday’s, that is mostly overcast with the sun emerging late in the afternoon. The emergence was rather later this time, and
the orb lacked complete confidence as it vied with the smoky clouds.
Once again we ventured into the forest where, on the moors near Holmsley, I disembarked to mingle with a group of ponies.
One of this year’s earliest foals was growing into a fine young chap.
He seemed rather brighter when the sun burst through;
as did his blonde companion.
A woman in the background hurried through this shot in order not to spoil it. I told her that, on the contrary, she had made it.
I followed the animals as they forced their way through their bracken camouflage,
and crossed Holmsley Passage
to try the fodder on the other side.
I spent some time with them here.
A group of walkers with a couple of small dogs passed by
and I turned to rejoin Jackie in the Modus. She was not where I had left her. I set off down the hill in search. Soon I saw her driving back up. Not having seen me slinking into the trees, she had gone in search of me. As she said, at least she had not been trying to preserve a table in a crowded café, which has sometimes been her lot as I have gone a-wandering.
On our return to Lymington we took a diversion to Goatspen car park to watch the skies taking on a smoky pink hue as the solar frisbee skimmed across them.
Jackie was delighted to spot a group of large toadstools.
We dined at Lal Quilla. My main meal was lamb Ceylon; Jackie’s, chicken sag; we shared special fried rice, an egg paratha, and an onion bhaji. We both drank Kingfisher. The food and friendly service was as good as ever.