Today’s guest picture, sent to me by her mother, shows Matilda settling down at home after having sampled all the excitements of Langholm Common Riding.
We had another lovely sunny day today and with a drop in the temperature from roasting to merely hot, it was just about perfect. We were up quite early and Mrs Tootlepedal, who had taken a handy trowel with her, made the most of the good weather by combining a short cycle ride with the collection of as much manure from her manure mine as she could fit in her back carrier (inside a plastic bag).
Meanwhile I got through a little of the backlog of the newspaper archiving and put a week and a half of the index into the database.
While I was waiting for Mrs Tootlepedal to get home, I took a couple of pictures in the garden.
Each day brings a new show of Shirley poppies…
…and a new opium poppy has appeared with a very rich colour.
I was looking to see how the yellow crocosmia are coming on when I noticed this little bug eyed monster.
And I was lucky to get this final shot of the ligularia in the front bed….
…because by the end of the day, Attila the gardener had been round with her secateurs and disappeared the whole lot.
The sparrows provided me with excellent entertainment while Iwas waiting for coffee time and Dropscone…
…as there are several new families about and the feeder was always busy.
Dropscone had gone round the morning run by himself at a good speed and he must have got up early too as he had changed and cooked some scones before he arrived for coffee and we enjoyed the scones still hot from the cooker.
After Dropscone had left, we were visited by Mike Tinker who brought two of his grandchildren round on a frog hunt. William and Sara were delighted to find that a frog or two were still to be found by diligent searching in our little pond.
Mike was telling us that their mother, his daughter Liz, had been alert enough to have plunged into the river on Common Riding morning to rescue a little boy who had drifted out of his depth and was disappearing under the water while everyone else was watching the Cornet and the other riders crossing the river a hundred yards away. It was lucky for the boy that Liz had been sitting with her own children on the stones on the opposite shore of the river and that his sister screamed loudly enough amid all the other noise to attract Liz’s attention.
Taking things very carefully, I mowed the front lawn which needed a clip badly and then retired for a tasty lunch of sardines on toast.
I had time in all this to look at some other flowers.
And flying visitors.
After lunch, I got the speedy bike out and went off for a very gentle fourteen mile ride. I was greeted after three miles by an old friend.
It was a perfect day for pedalling and my route gave me some splendid views…
…and I was sorry that I couldn’t make better use of it. Nevertheless, I was pleased to be sensible enough to take it easy and to discover when I got back that I hadn’t made anything worse. A little further each day when the weather is suitable is my plan.
Mrs Tootlepedal had made the most of the good weather by getting stuck into some serious gardening for most of the day. I caught her in a sunflower jungle which she has planted, looking up at the tallest sunflower in the group. It is so tall that we may never know if it has actually flowered up there.
She is excited by a striking new lily which has appeared in the back border.
I am more excited than her by a new clematis nearby. I like its complexity but she thinks that the colour is dull.
The ligularias may be almost over but this leaf is attractive in its own right.
When I went in to cook the tea, the sparrows were still busy outside and I noticed this attentive parent doing its duty.
Unlike yesterday I was spoiled for flying birds today and among them were some busy blue tits….
…but unsurprisingly it is a sparrow that has made it as official flying bird of the day.