After days and days and days of rain and dullness, the first day of March breaks fine, still and very cold! The potential of spring is in the air with the prospect of longer walks a bit further afield! Till then:
Rockford Common morning
A rare start to the day. Blue sky, still and misty over the Avon Valley.
Zooming in a bit on the beautiful Somerley House, home of the Earl and Countess of Normanton on the other side of the valley. If you ever watched Howard’s Way in the 80’s, Somerley was used as the stately home of Sir Edward Frere. Nowadays, we enjoy the Ringwood and Ellingham Show in its grounds amongst other events.
All the puddles have a delicate covering of ice. As if we haven’t seen enough of that this winter!
Over the gravel pit on Rockford Common, the Whitefield Plantation is visible over on Ibsley Common.
A fine stand of birch trees lit by the early sun.
As I walk through the birch stand, I find an old tree stump with this amazing array of coloured fungi.
A macro of these wonderful fungi.
Big Whitemoor Bottom – Harry waits for me to throw the ball – what else?
The stream that flows down Big Whitemoor Bottom is running well after all the rain. I believe it is the peat in the water that causes this frothing as the water tumbles down the ledges.
This little chaffinch kept beautifully still to have his photo taken.
Rob’s tree. One of my favourites. The name isn’t official you understand. One of my good friends got scraped off his horse on the lower branches and the name stuck.
A bank of cloud creeps in from the west looking like fingers feeling their way through the sky.
A strangely shaped cloud. I saw a number of these but this was the clearest. It seemed to be clearing mist.
Standing at the top of the bowl barrow above Moyles Court, the sand pit below is bright in the morning sun.
Starting to walk down the hill I see that the lovely weather is bringing people out for walks – the car park was empty an hour ago.
Ibsley Common – late afternoon for the sunset
In the old gravel pit above Summerlug Hill, the strange cloud formations are still around this evening. This looks to me like flames licking upwards.
All those sci-fi stories seem one step closer when you see clouds with a fold in like these!
Zooming out the sun lights up the wonderful clouds as it starts to set.
Zooming right in on the setting sun – what an incredible sight!
A herd of fallow deer blend in with the bracken in the valley – all lit with a pink glow by the sun.
After crossing Great Chibden Bottom I climb the hill to Robin Hood’s Clump.
Robin Hood’s Clump.