Today’s picture shows how much more snow they have in London than we do. My sister Mary saw this multitude of sledgers on a handy hill.
We had an unrelenting day of sleet, sometimes verging on snow, sometimes nearly rain but always wet. Combined with leaden grey skies it didn’t make for a day useful for cycling, walking, photography or anything very much at all.
Luckily, I had a visit form Dropscone to entertain me over coffee. He came bearing gifts of economically priced sticky buns which he purchased in Hawick on his way back from his important golf meeting in the north. Dropscone is a fine golfer, a keen cyclist and an admirable baker of scones but his true skill in life is his ability to arrive at a supermarket just before closing time when returning from business outside Langholm and pick up fresh food just before it hits the supermarket skip. On this occasion, his four sticky currant buns had cost him just 19p and after tasting two of them, I can say that this was money well spent.
I spent the best part of the day after coffee, putting choir music onto the computer so that I can make practice MP3 for any members who want.
The birds didn’t seem to mind the sleet and from time to time I looked out of the window.
The camera’s ability to peer through a window covered with rain (sleet) drops and just see what I want it to see even on a really miserable day is truly remarkable. If you look closely at the pictures you can see some of the rain on the window.
I caught a blackbird in one of the day’s damper moments.
As always, the endless parade of birds at the feeder brightened up the day for me.
I did think of taking a break from the music and going for a walk but it was really dispiriting. The hills were getting a little covering of snow…
…but in the town, it was just slush underfoot as this picture of our drive shows. I had to slurp across it to fill the feeder.
Keen followers of Sherlock Holmes will be able to deduce how often I had filled the feeders by the time the picture was taken.
The day brightened up when my flute pupil Luke came. I have given him some harder music to look at and he is getting a grip on it very well. After he left, I had an omelette and went off to play trio sonatas with Mike and Isabel. This was as enjoyable as ever and we tried a sonata by Francescoo Mancini (1679-1739) which I don’t think I have ever played before and which turned out to be very rich and enjoyable.
It has been a quiet day though with nothing much to say and nothing much to show for it but the forecast looks better for tomorrow and I am hoping to take a few seasonal snaps.
Today’s flying bird was doing some tobogganing without a sledge.