Today’s picture shows a tree pretending to be a dinosaur which recently caught my sister Susan’s eye.
We spent the day here waiting for it to rain. It looked as though it was going to rain and it felt as though it was going to rain and the ever present threat of rain stopped us from doing much that was productive outside during the morning. In the end it didn’t rain properly at all and the only thing that I had to show by lunch time was a few photographs from the garden.
A new flower has appeared.
It stands next to a knapweed.
The clematis on the vegetable garden fence is flourishing. We think that there are two different plants here (four petal and six petal varieties) if not three.
The phlox, another sign of the passing of summer, is getting into its stride.
I wrongly called a rose Lilian Austin yesterday . It was a Rosa Wren. It had a friend today.
It was looking radiant in spite of the gloomy weather. By contrast the hosta flowers always seem a bit gloomy. This one called to mind a Victorian funeral.
In honour of the cooler morning, I made a pan of lentil soup for lunch and then it was time to go off to the tourist information point at the Kilngreen. I actually had seven visitors but as they came in two groups and neither wanted any information, my afternoon was not very productive. It still hadn’t started to rain by the time I locked up and by now it was quite warm again so I bought an ice cream and sat by the river to eat it. By chance I had my camera with me.
The gulls obviously though that I had some food for them and came up very close.
I nearly got three very nice flying pictures as the birds approached me but in each case they came a fraction too close and the tip of a wing was just out of frame.
When I got home, I couldn’t believe my eyes. I found that some vandal had stolen a large part of the middle lawn.
About three metres had disappeared. I went in to tell Mrs Tootlepedal about this only to find that she was the culprit with some help from Mike Tinker. It is part of her endless cycle of improvements and by the end of the day, it looked like this.
Mrs Tootlepedal thinks that it now provides more sympathetic angles for the drive. I am sure that she is right.
Anxious to help, I scarified and mowed what was left of the lawn and then clipped the last bit of the front hedges.
I took a picture of a chance combination of colours that pleased Mrs Tootlepedal near the front lawn.
After tea, I set off to Carlisle with Susan to play with the recorder group and we finally met the rain…and then some. It absolutely lashed down and we were soon navigating round huge puddles and sailing along rivers running along the road. It was exciting but we arrived safely and enjoyed a very good evening’s playing while the rain battered on the windows. This will be our last play for a month as we are taking a break until September.
By the time we left, the rain had stopped and the roads had dried up but as we approached Langholm, we could see lightning flashing and clouds sitting right down on our hills. Luckily though, it had stopped raining by the time we got home. Mrs Tootlepedal reported that she had enjoyed a fine thunderstorm while we were away.
It is still pleasantly warm and the garden and the countryside needed rain so we are not complaining about the change in the weather….yet.
A sparrow took the flying bird of the day spot.