The long way home around a narrow lane that winds downhill,out of the town and down into oak woods and a green valley. Pastures where a commoning farmer grazes his ponies. Deep broadleaved woodlands where oak, birch and beech are turning to brown and gold. Inclosures where young trees can grow without harm from grazing stock. A barking dog and the scent of woodsmoke rising from the chimney of a cottage in the lane.
Across pasture land to the turning oaks of Linwood.
A pony grazing the green at Linford Bottom.
Young beeches turn to autumn gold in Linford inclosure.
A track to the moor just north of Picket Post.
An old bay mare and her chestnut colt foal wander and feed by the lane at Linford.
Living in the beautiful New Forest, I am a married late-fifties woman, a recently retired teacher and the mother of grown up boys who have flown the nest. I share my days with cats, dogs, ponies and the wildlife all around us. Starting this blog is a chance to explore woods, fields, lanes and heath with my camera. A chance to share the simple pleasures of my country life.