Today’s picture, which was sent by Bruce who has had a busy time on the east coast of Scotland, shows the famous Bass Rock in the Firth of Forth. It is a prominent nesting place for a huge colony of gannets.
We were greeted by another wet and soggy morning.
I was a bit downcast like the poppy and not just because of the rain. I had mislaid my card wallet sometime after using it on Monday and a thorough search of the house and a trawl of possible places where I might have left had come up with no result. Another burst of house searching brought no joy so reluctantly I had to telephone my bank and get the card blocked and a new one sent.
This means that I will have to touch Mrs Tootlepedal for the occasional fiver to keep body and soul together until the new card comes.
I went out into the garden to commune with the flowers for comfort. There was enough there to cheer up Job himself.
Mrs Tootlepedal is upset by the damage that the wind and rain had caused the blue flowers but they still looked lovely to me.
Mrs Tootlepedal has been very happy with the candelabra primulas and will replant them to give them more room each next year.
We don’t have the resources to plant a whole bed of Meconopsis like they had at Dalemain yesterday but we do have three of them in a row.
The ladies of the house, seeing that it was a wet day with nothing better to do, rearranged the sitting room and I was sent off to buy more cables to connect the TV in its new position. Luckily it had stopped raining by this time. When I came back, I made some green lentil soup for lunch and as we had a visitor, added some croutons. This was declared very acceptable and we celebrated by going for a short cycle ride after Mrs Tootlepedal had returned from singing in the church choir at a funeral and I had mowed the front lawn.
The threat of rain was ever present but the peleton was in enthusiastic mood….
… as we pedalled up to the Collin bridge.
The pedal home was wind assisted and although there was a little drizzle, the whole trip was declared a great success.
I stopped on the way back to say hello to a fence post I like.
Annie has just acquired a little new plot to make a small garden near her house in London so she and Mrs Tootlepedal were soon in deep discussion as they wandered round our garden looking for suggestions and inspiration.
I took a few more pictures but returned to my favourites..
I went inside to make a cup of tea for the gardeners and when they came in, we enjoyed a small family of sparrows making good use of a wet day.
Having fun is a serious business.
Because of the dull colours in the background, the pictures aren’t quite as exciting as actually watching the fun was. I might try to improve them if I find time hanging heavy on my hands some day.
Other birds were available in dryer situations.
A blackbird was looking a bit hattered by his feeding responsibilities. He is servicing a nest in the hydrangea on the house wall.
A great tit was calmer.
It started to rain and even the birds not in puddles were looking a bit worse for wear.
Generally speaking, the last two days have seen a big improvement both in my sciatica and my toothache so I am a much more cheery bunny than I have been recently. I was full of beans when Sandy came round to take me up to the Archive Centre after tea and we put two weeks of the newspaper index into the database as well as doing some printouts of articles for a researcher. Sandy is gradually recovering from his pneumonia but Jean is still not feeling well enough to come and join us. We hope to see her soon.
The non flying flower of the day is an Aquilegia.
Postscript: Long standing back problems often leave me with the feeling that I have got some thin cardboard under my feet when I wear shoes. I got this feeling quite severely today when I went to put my shoes on for cycling. The only difference was that today there really was some card under my feet. It was my bank card which had got itself stuck in the toe of my shoe. If I find the little elf that jammed it in there, I will give him what for.
Post postscript: Sandy was telling me that he has cancelled his bank card no less than three times in the past and then found it on every occasion. That cheered me up a lot.