Longwick (Home)
What a beautiful start to the morning. Even though the surroundings were hard and industrial, as we were at Poole Ferry Port, the dazzling rising sun was blinding, obscuring the activity of the loading car ferry.
As we leave Poole, driving along side Holes Bay, the still water of the high tide reflects the anchored boats. On a sandbank, the ducks, geese and swans gather for an early morning meeting.
We are leaving early, as we have to attend to some family business on the way home. As we leave Dorset and the coast behind, we head across country to Salisbury. The sharpness of Salisbury Cathedral's spire greets us as we drive over a brow on the outskirts of the city. Salisbury has suffered greatly as a result of the chemical attack on the Russian couple this year, and we have noticed how quiet the roads have been when we have passed through it recently. But hopefully, with the Christmas market coming to the city centre, and the threat from events earlier this year no longer, the visitors will return.
As we leave via the ring road we pass by the college, a blast from the past for John, who studied here many years ago. Traveling on-wards passing through the Hampshire countryside, the now late morning sun warms us through the glass of the vehicle.
Our family meeting over, we head towards home, the dazzling sun of the early morning now sinking in the sky, splitting the clouds as it dips, a fiery orange light reflects off the wing mirror of the van.
Next week we have reason to travel south again. Perhaps we'll take Marge with us for another adventure, we'll see.
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