Today’s picture was sent by my Newcastle correspondent and shows her son on an outing to the Soutar Lighthouse near Sunderland which happily coincided with a kite festival. I would have liked to have been there.
My morning was a bit less exciting. After a late breakfast, Mrs Tootlepedal went off to sing in the church choir and I pedalled the gentle 21 miles to Mosspaul Hotel and back. A light wind gently pushed me up the hill and didn’t do too much to hinder me on the way back so I was able to achieve a satisfactory but not startling average speed. I didn’t have to stop too often to try to take a picture of a view as I went along because there were no views available.
I arrived home a few minutes after Mrs Tootlepedal and was happy to enjoy a fresh cup of coffee which she had kindly made. I took a walk round the garden with her and we were able to pick up quite a handful of fallen walnuts. This is easily the best crop that we have ever had from the tree.
I also took a picture or two as we went round.
Mrs Tootlepedal thinks that the late flower on the hosta may be the result of it being transplanted earlier in the summer.
Special Grandma and the rambler are still doing their best….
I went inside to have a relaxing bath and Mrs Tootlepedal continued to work in the garden. By the time that I got out of the bath, she had cleared off the bed at the end of the drive.
You can see that the compost is working well as this left hand bin is full of stuff from the second half of this summer which has been recently turned. I am sure it will do even better under its new lid.
As well as flowers to look at, there were the usual perching birds in the plum tree….
Then it was time to go to Carlisle to combine a little shopping with a choir practice for the Carlisle Community Choir. Our usual director was absent but his substitute was a very competent young fellow of immense charm and a wonderful tenor voice so we put up with him gladly. Because we have a number of engagements coming up, we are working very hard and I was pleased to find myself sitting next to a new member of the choir on his first day who turned out to be an excellent music reader and a fine singer. He was warmly welcomed.
We drove home in warm evening sunshine but the days are already so short that the sun had almost disappeared by the time that we got home. When we got in, we found that our central heating had disappeared too but we have been able to get an engineer to come tomorrow morning so we hope that it can be easily fixed.
During the day, in a dull moment, I took a couple of pictures to show the windows that I spend so much time staring out of.
I couldn’t choose between the two flying chaffinch pictures that I took today so in a reckless mood, I have put them both in.