On a cold and frosty morn

Monday 29th December 2014

It was our first real frost of the winter, and a bit of a hoar frost too. But the sun was out and while Jez stayed snuggled in bed I took Max over to Upton Heath. Here he is by Creekmoor Ponds.

Max on a cold and frosty morning

In weather like this the Beechbank Road entrance to the heath always looks very nice.

The entrance to the Heath

And although it was frosty by the entrance, there was not frost under the pines. There were cows, though.

In amongst the pines

Max was very good around them today, being more interested in his cone. This one took a keen interest in him though.

Portrait of a cow

It ambled over and, while his back was turned, bent it’s head down to sniff him. Max got the fright of his life!

Poor Max: it wasn’t his day. When we got to the pond it was frozen and he couldn’t get in there. Not only that but I threw a cone right on the edge of the ice for him and he jumped forward, all four paws went from underneath him, and he went straight over onto his side. Fortunately it didn’t seem to hurt him.

Max stands in front of the frozen pond

Walking back around to the main path we met a lady, Clare, and her son, together with their older Springer and an 11 week old Springer pup called Luna. Here’s Lunda saying ‘Hello’ to Max.

Luna greets Max

She was so sweet, and not in the least bit scared of the cows which were, by now, spread out along the old railway line.

Max and I left Luna and continued on round. In the silver birch copse I found some pretty frozen leaves.

Frozen leaves

The sun at this time of the year is low, and it made for a nice scene as we approached the boardwalk. I’ve given the photo a sort of dreamy quality by lowering the clarity on it, and am very pleased with the result.


Max almost managed to get in the water by the boardwalk – he broke the ice a bit, but not enough for him to be able to play so we walked on. We came home via Creekmoor Ponds and he didn’t even get to play in the water there as someone was feeding the swans where he wanted to go in and they didn’t take too kindly to his presence (the swans that is, not the people feeding them). Poor Max!

A year ago today

Max, Jez and I went for an afternoon walk on Canford Heath.



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