Today’s guest picture shows my brother Andrew skiing on Mt Ruahepu in New Zealand. He gets about.
After the excitement of yesterday’s grand day out, we were back to normal today, dead heading poppies, wandering about the garden, watching birds, cooking, cleaning and ironing. (You can guess which of those things I took most part in.)
We started the day by clearing a large backlog of ‘stuff that needed to be looked at sometime’ that had been lying on the kitchen table. Some was thrown away, some dealt with by writing cheques and delivering envelopes and some was filed in the proper place. This made us feel very virtuous.
I went out for a celebratory walk round the garden.
The poppies hadn’t got any less lovely while we had been away and the buzz of interested insects around them was distractingly loud. Almost every flower seemed to have a friend.
A bee on the sedum looked as though it had got a bit wet too.
After lunch we went shopping to replenish the store cupboard and then, as it was a pleasantly sunny day, we went for a fourteen mile cycle ride round the Barnglieshead triangle.
I had Pocketcam with me.
As you can see, this was the second day running that we have enjoyed perfect conditions for cycling.
When we got home, I spent some time chasing butterflies.
There was an unusually furry yellowish bee on a nearby plant.
Owing to differing commitments, there was no recorder group tonight and I was both disappointed to miss playing and pleased as I was happy to have a quiet night in.
As a change from the eternal chaffinches, the flying bird of the day is a rather blurred robin.