Today’s guest picture comes from Fiona, my Newcastle correspondent, and shows an entry in the Kettlewell Scarecrow competition. Some of the scarecrows may in fact be her children.
After several days of wet and windy weather, things looked up today and we got a warm and generally dry day to enjoy.
I would have gone out on my bike after breakfast if I hadn’t had a visit to the doctor on my schedule. This turned out well and she is going to try to get a MRI scan organised as soon as possible so that we can pin down the cause of the trouble in my hip and leg.
Buoyed up .by this hint of progress, I was just about to ring up Sandy to suggest a gentle cycle ride when the man himself turned up at the door on his bike, having already been round a sixteen mile circle, filling the Moorland bird feeders on his way.
I settled for a cup of coffee with him. It is good to see that he has fully recovered from his recent pneumonia.
Mrs Tootlepedal had also been out on her bike. She had passed Dropscone going round the morning run and met up with Tommy, the loyal South African blog reader who is visiting his old home town for a while. He told Mrs Tootlepedal that he was pleased to be cycling in a place less windy than the hilltop where he lives in South Africa. There, he often has to pedal hard to go downhill.
After all this excitement, I went for a walk round the garden in the sun.
Not all the sunflowers were knocked over by Bertha.
Our clump of Feverfew is almost over…
Mike Tinker noticed a few walnuts on our walnut tree the last time he was round and when I looked there are several but our summer is not long enough for the nuts to ripen properly and at best we may only get one or two.
After lunch, I got the speedy bike out and went for a fourteen mile pedal. A few drops of rain fell out of a fairly clear sky just as I started but I pressed on regardless and was rewarded by a dry and pleasant run. As I drew near to home, the wet road showed that I had missed a sharp shower by a few minutes.
I had arranged to meet Sandy for a photographic outing and when he appeared, we combined the photography with a visit to the bike shop in Longtown where he got some advice on fitting a new mirror that he had bought and I picked up a replacement mudguard for the one that had broken recently.
Our route home took us past the Penton Bridge which spans the border between England and Scotland. There is a class for photographs of bridges at the Canonbie show and we were hoping that inspiration might strike us.
It is a bridge that I like.
We stopped at another bridge on our way home and although it was very impressive, it was impossible to photograph because of the vegetation in the way so we had to be content with eating some very tasty blackberries…
After tea, which had a side order of beans, potatoes and spinach from the garden, Sandy reappeared on his bike and we followed the bike shop’s instructions and fitted the mirror. On reflection, it seems to have worked.
During the day, Mrs Tootlepedal was working on my computer at some business for the embroiderers’ syllabus for the new season. I had my phone in my hand and out of the blue, it asked me if I wanted to take a silly picture. I did. This is it.
The flying bird of the day is one of those reliable chaffinches.