Tag: ducks

  • Sunset Is For The Birds

    This morning I emptied a small cabinet of drawers which stood beside my desk. Some of the contents needed shredding, some were binned, and some found homes in our new cupboards. I then tackled two public bodies who I can only reach on line. I won’t bore you with the details of these, save to […]

  • “He’s Not Going To Move His Lorry Any Time Soon”

    This afternoon we followed a rather circuitous route to Ferndene Farm Shop where Jackie made some timely purchases without having to queue. At Neacroft a weak sun silhouetted trees and houses and lightly illuminated the lane beside which ducks scavenged before crossing to the other side. Did you spot the decoy? Moving on after waiting […]

  • Double Yellow Lines

    Steady, light, rain seeped from slate skies throughout the day. This morning Jackie worked in the greenhouse while I ironed, read, and photographed raindrops on our unidentified peach rose, wallflower Sugar Rush Purple, and a tiny primula. This afternoon Jackie drove us to Keyhaven. You may be forgiven for thinking that this is a picture […]

  • Hatchet Pond At Dusk

    Today’s Christmas rose is this peach one from the patio bed. The neighbouring clematis Cirrhosa Freckles festoons the grateful gazebo. The now solitary pigeon still perches praying for the return of its deceased mate. Nugget now spends much of his time outside the stable door where he enjoys sole use of the feeder by the […]

  • On Eyeworth Pond

    Much of this very hot day was taken up with dead heading and watering. Soon after 4 p.m. Jackie drove us to Eyeworth Pond and back. At this time, ponies and cattle, although they did emerge later, made use of what shade they could find. These were spotted en route to Fritham, where other cattle […]

  • Their Own Internal Tide Table

    The clouds today were largely overcast, although rain did not set in until we were returning from our trip. This was firstly to Lyndhurst where we brunched at the eponymous Tea House. From our window seat we watched a variety of visitors such as these older women seated on a bench with a view of […]

  • In A Flap

    As I walked down to the Back gate to open it for Aaron early this morning I passed the delicate pastel shades of Penny Lane which will have a powerful fragrance later in the day; oriental poppies which have stubbornly clung to some petals despite the recent gales; abundant Félicité Perpétue draped over a dead […]

  • “The Royal Stump”

    This morning I e-mailed two more entries to the Wessex Photo Spring competition. These are entitled ‘A Paddle’ and ‘The Hind Leg’. (A paddle is the collective noun for ducks in the water; a garrulous person could be said to talk the hind leg off a donkey – with Jackie’s assistance I couldn’t help myself). […]

  • A Drum Roll

    This morning I rediscovered an album of elderly colour slides I had thought lost. I scanned a selection from May 1989. Sam managed to set this drum rolling across the lawn at Lindum House; Louisa preferred the inside drum roll Kate, our popular child-sitter, was an excellent birthday party emcee. This was Louisa’s seventh. Jessica […]

  • Shared Pasturage

    Although it was to brighten a little before we finished our trip into the forest this afternoon, it began very dull and overcast. At Braggers Lane I disembarked from the Modus to focus on distant landscapes. The last two images include All Saints Church, featured in an earlier post. Nascent bracken now towered above bluebells […]