Today’s picture show’s Bruce and Lesley’s car parked in a very large puddle in Keswick last night.
The reason the car was parked in a puddle is that it had been pouring with rain as we drove down to Keswick for our concert. It was given by the Pasadena Roof Orchestra which plays popular melodies of the twenties and thirties with six front line players (two trumpets, trombone and three saxes), a fine rhythm section and an excellent singer. While we were enjoying this excellent concert, Mrs Tootlepedal had stayed at home to watch a ballet performance at the Buccleuch Centre, where she had looked with amazement and some concern at the painfully thin legs of the principal male dancer.
My sister Susan, who was holidaying in the Lake District, had had the last day of her holiday spoiled by the same lashing rain that we met and which had lasted all day for her. As you will gather if you read yesterday’s rather abbreviated blog, the weather in Langholm had been very cold and very windy all day and had reduced my enthusiasm for the active life by quite a lot.
All this made the weather in Langholm today even more welcome as for the first time for ages it was both sunny and warm.
Dropscone appeared on schedule for the morning pedal and we enjoyed the warm weather, although the wind against us on the last section home was still pretty lively. Looking at my multicoloured spreadsheet, I see that I have done about half as much cycling in the first four months of this year as I did last year. Still, I am pleased to be able to cycle at all and the joints seem none the worse for it.
When we arrived home for our coffee and scones, Gary and Ross had arrived too to put up our new fence. They had unexpectedly encountered a large pile of builder’s rubble and were weighing up the task ahead we we saw them.
As you can see from the second photograph which was taken in the afternoon, they had managed to overcome any difficulties and we hope the fence will be finished tomorrow. The problem with the rubble was exacerbated by the unexpected appearance of a frog which Gary was unwilling to batter with a pickaxe.
While we were having our coffee, I was pleased to see a great tit at the feeder as they have been very scarce lately.
The siskins were as lively as ever.
After coffee, I went to get yet another blood test. These will continue until they are certain that my new medicine is not doing me any unseen damage. As they are very painless, I don’t mind them at all and it is reassuring to have the results showing that things are fine.
After lunch, I went up to the Archive Centre to meet a man from Whitehaven who was giving the Archive Group a large collection of family photos which had been collected from the house of a relative of his wife, a Langholm woman, who had died. There is plenty of work for Sandy, our photo expert, to do in sifting through the collection to find the gems. Afterwards, I went round the corner from the Centre to play a bit of music with Isobel and Mike. This was most enjoyable and I walked home in a good mood.
This amiable mood was slightly dented by the realisation that I had taken the car up in to the town when I had gone, in case the photographs needed to be brought back to the house and were too heavy for me to carry and now I had to walk back up to the town to drive it home again. Hm.
When I got back, the garden was a hub of activity. The fencers were fencing, Mrs Tootlepedal was planting onions..
An then Guthrie brought Bruce and Leslie round. Guthrie is very intelligent.
He is teaching Bruce to crawl…
Bruce is very intelligent too and caught a pond skater for me in a jam jar. I put it in a bowl and tried to get a good photo of its eyes but it kept turning its back on me…
…and as I didn’t want to torment it, I put it back in the pond. Bruce spotted a tadpole or two as well as a frog so the heron and the ducks haven’t cleaned us out completely.
Dr Tinker came round to join the throng and as Ross and Gary had fixed his shed first thing in the morning, he was happy to see them at work on the fence.
When the visitors had left, I mowed the middle lawn and after snatching a shot of Mrs Tootlepedal’s Ballerina tulips…
…I retired inside to take pictures of birds through the window.
There were goldfinches…
…and sometimes, all three.
Often they got up close and personal as they say.
As you can see, it was a really sunny day and in contrast to recent sunny days, the temperature rose to 60° F which is a pleasant temperature to be out in the garden in springtime. It probably won’t last but it was very nice to feel a bit of warmth on the back while mowing.
In the evening, my flute pupil Luke came and once again showed the benefits of focussed practice. It is a treat to teach him.
I would like to thank the readers who expressed sympathy or concern for me after my rather sombre post of yesterday and assure them that I am perfectly OK and just fell victim to a severe bout of laziness.
And of course I have a chaffinch of the day for today. It’s a goldfinch.