Me, looking pink and fluffy and girly ;)
Best of a bad bunch - little buggers just didn't keep
still, and the wind was blowing the thistles too!
Are YOU an Otter Spotter?
No idea what this is, but it was pretty
(and it stayed still longer than the busy bees)
Mark with a tiny eyeball-wateringly
bitter apple from a nearby tree
Through the window of some unfinished and abandoned
cottages on a farmer's land
A Man and his BBQ is a Happy Man indeed :))
Holly leaf with your sausage and burgers?
I'm hungry all over again just looking at this -
it was yummy!
Just about warm enough to sit outside for supper
(hold on a minute, isn't it nearly August?!)
On Saturday we hired bikes as has become customary, to indulge in our (customary) pub crawl with some cycling - erm, I mean, healthy and invigorating twenty mile cycle ride with a few restorative pubs along the way. I was determined to get off and push less on hills than I had done on the previous two trips, and was pleased that I did manage this, so am obviously getting better at this cycling lark. Put in lots of effort, even if I had to use what Mark scathingly describes as "Granny Gears" (1:1, legs whizzing round, moving VERY slowly uphill), and was fine - maybe one day in the not-too-distant-future I'll actually be able to cycle up all the hills without having to stop for a breather at all?
Dew in the gorse
Mark taking a photo
These horses weren't hanging round for a conversation
Mr B's healthy and nourishing snack at one of the pubs
Mark gazing ruggedly into the distance ;)
Mark risking life and limb in the middle of the
"Road of Death" (which was once a runway),
while I kept a look-out for oncoming cars
This horse refused point blank to take any
of the apples being offered by Mark,
preferring to eat them off the ground
My favourite part of the cycle ride
We saw quite a lot of this while we were there
Mr B (needing a shave)
Dinky baby donkey licking the back wheel of my bike
(he/she seemed to find it MOST tasty!)
"Service! Or I'll poo on your forecourt -
oh, I just did"
A very entertaining pig
Mark trying to tempt piggy with a scrummy leaf
Last pub stop of the day
On Sunday we took advantage of our National Trust membership and drove to Mottisfont near Romsey to have a look around. There was a Beatrix Potter exhibition going on in the house (which we missed because there was an enormous queue of grannies waiting to shuffle in and we couldn't be bothered), which meant there were various strange straw replicas of some of Potter's characters dotted around the gardens, plus little foam bunnies bearing rabbit facts for the kiddies (which I enjoyed too). Simple pleasures eh?
Contortions to get the right photograph
Did you know that?
Orange bugs getting jiggy in the lavender
Mark patiently waiting for me to emerge from the house
Mark, after trying some of my Elderflower cordial
(he didn't like it in case you can't guess)
A very pretty pot arrangement which I would
love to have in my garden
This rose smelled as gorgeous as it looks
Clematis seeds (I love these, they are so pretty)
Peter Rabbit's coat in Mr McGregor's shed
The scarecrow Mr McGregor made with Peter's clothes
A little "boat" made by someone, which sailed past
us as we sat on the riverbank
The Delectable Mr B :)
Saw a forlorn teddy in a tree as we drove to Mottisfont, decided that if it was there on our return journey I was going to rescue it and take it home. As we approached the tree on the way back, I saw that it was indeed still there, so asked Mark to pull over and went to investigate. Teddy was wearing a green jacket and was tied to the branch of the tree with a piece of orange string, and he was also sitting on top of lots of earwigs which scattered irritably once I untied him - gave him a good shake until they dropped off. On getting back to the car and having a close look, found that his green jacket was still very ear-wiggy (they were all snuggled up in the armpits) so I took it off and turned it inside-out to get rid of the last few. Once teddy and his jacket have been through the wash he'll be right as rain. Christened him Mottisfont in honour of the day of his rescue. I know Mark thinks I'm barking but I don't care ;)
Rescue Bear, a.k.a. Mottisfont
Lunch with our new friend.
Mark looks SO impressed, doesn't he?