Foals enjoying the morning sunshine at Linford and a long walk around Ibsley Common with some sky art.
My little black foal friend from the morning of the 1st June. Still intrigued by someone photographing him.
One of his chums having a lovely sleep in the sun.
Oops – woke her up.
This little chap is getting bugged by the flies.
Linford Bottom is hot and dry.
To Ibsley in the afternoon.
A Giant Puffball on the Avon Valley Path below Summerlug Hill. That’s Harry’s tennis ball next to it for scale.
From the top of Summerlug Hill, the sun lights a field of oilseed rape as heavy weather moves from the west.
Many pony tracks lead up out of Chibden Bottom.
Straight up the side onto the ridge by Robin Hood’s Clump.
From Chibden Bottom to the head of the valley.
Zooming in on the blast wall of the WWII Directional Finding Station.
From Robin Hood’s Clump looking over to Gorley Common.
Looking out towards Cranborne Chase in the west – still murky.
Robin Hood’s Clump.
The heather and bracken clad slopes over Chibden Bottom.
From the Ibsley Common WWII relic, the blast wall of the Directional Finding Station.
A little way away, the remains of a WWII bunker associated with the old Ibsley Airfield.
On the edge of the weather front, crepuscular rays shine down.
A huge line up of cumulus clouds.
Those clouds again, framed by trees, creating light and shade on the common.
Whitefield Plantation across the old gravel pit.