Oyster bags and swan

If only today had been as sunny as yesterday. We took the dogs to the New Forest and found a broad patch of grassland where Pippa, our Jack Russell, could charge around to her heart's content. We'd seen her react warily to horses in the past so we knew she wouldn't worry the wild ponies. Dougie, our old West Highland Terrier plodded on behind. We drove in to Lymington which has a busy Saturday market in the high street.

There wasn't much doing in the harbour. This swan was minding its own business but I was drawn to the red bags in the background, stuffed with fresh oysters and no doubt destined for some restaurant or fishmonger.