A hint of a tint

Today’s guest picture comes from my elder son Tony and shows a fine shot of a firework display which was part of the Nerja feria in Andalucia where he was having a well earned short break.

nerja feriaDropscone and I did not have a break as for the fourth day running (riding?) we went out for the morning run to Gair and back after breakfast.  It had rained heavily over night but it had kindly stopped before we set off.  The wet weather came with a rise in temperature and as a result, apart from a bit of spray from damp roads, we had a very pleasant pedal.

Sandy joined us for coffee and found that there was a scone left for him which he enjoyed with a little plum jam.

Mrs Tootlepedal and I had to go out after coffee to collect an exercise bike that we had lent to a friend  who has now bought something more convenient.  As we were coming back over the town bridge, I was struck by the view down the river so when we got home, I packed up a camera or two and pedalled up to the bridge.

Needless to say, any brightness had disappeared and a slight drizzle had arrived in the five minutes that it took me to get organised.   I took some pictures anyway.

The esk in autumn
Looking down the river Esk from the bridge
The Bar Brae
Something about the geometry of this scene appealed to me.

When I got home, I had time for a garden wander.  I took ever decreasing numbers of pictures.

Fuchsia
Lots of Fuchsia flowers and seed pods
marigolds
Five marigolds
rosebuds
Three rosebuds
poppies
Two poppies
delphinium
And a single  delphinium

Not bad for mid October.

After lunch, Mrs Tootlepedal suggested a cycle ride so I got out the slow bike, packed Pocketcam in the back bag and set off with her to go on an eleven mile trip down one side of the Esk and back up the other.  This is not quite such a flat trip as you might imagine as going down the east side of the Esk means crossing the Tarras Water with a couple of good climbs on the way but we pedalled steadily on and enjoyed the hints of autumn colour as we went.

Down to Tarras
Going down to Tarras
On the road
Above the Esk valley.  The weather was kind although it looked alarming at times.
Hollows Bridge
Crossing the Esk at Hollows bridge looking north…
Hollows Bridge
…and south.

It was kind of the sun to come out at just the right moment.  You can see why I often stop on the Hollows bridge to take in the view of the Esk.

Going back up the west side of the river on the old A7 is an easier ride by far.

Irvine House
A gap in the trees along the river bank give a glimpse of Irvine House with Whita in the background.
The Old A7
The old road has become a bike path here.

Once again, our outing was well organised and we arrived home in perfect time for an afternoon cup of tea.

I found a moment from time to time during the day to stare out of the kitchen window.   We can expect some winter visitors in the garden soon so I thought it proper meantime to take a portrait of our two most loyal customers, the chaffinch and the house sparrow.

sparrow and chaffinch
The sparrow on the left and the chaffinch on the right.

I was prompted to do this by the arrival of the first redpoll of the season.

redpollIt didn’t stop long and soon flew off.

Birds approach the feeder in different ways.

A chaffinch arrives diffidently but a goldfinch arrives with all guns blazing.
A chaffinch arrives diffidently but a goldfinch arrives with all guns blazing.

As we came back from our cycle ride, I took a moment to go into the Buccleuch Park to take a picture of our war memorial.  This is in particular for Langholm exiles who read the blog as the council have recently cut down nearly all the rather gloomy cypress trees that used to surround the memorial and it has a more open air about it now which improves it in my opinion.

War memorialIn the evening I went to the Archive Centre with Sandy and while he added more pictures to our photo archive, I put a couple more weeks of the newspaper index into the database.  I will need quite a few rainy days to help me to catch up with the data miners who are ploughing on relentlessly.

When we went in to the Eskdale Hotel for our well earned refreshment, we discovered that someone else was sitting in our place in the corner of the snug.  Even the hotel owner was appalled when he noticed but we rose above it and enjoyed our glass of wine in unfamiliar surroundings with equanimity.

The light would not oblige while I was  trying to catch a flying bird of the day and this has led to the rather curious effect of see-through wings on this picture of a flying chaffinch.

flying chaffinch

Published by tootlepedal

Cyclist, retired teacher, curmudgeon, keen amateur photographer.

27 thoughts on “A hint of a tint

  1. Most enjoyable fall colour. We have not so many brightly fall-coloured deciduous trees here. This area is heavy on spruce, alder, and beach pines.

    Just found out today one of my gardening clients (owner of Andersen’s RV Park) reads your blog daily!

  2. Despite the ominous looking weather, your landscape photos came out great! The Esk is a beautiful river, I can see why you stop at the Hollows Bridge. The flowers are looking great for this time of the year, I hope that they last a few more weeks.

  3. Once again I have enjoyed catching up with what is happening in your busy day. Wonderful photographs, especially of the river Esk. Beautiful.
    I was thinking (always dangerous!) how wonderful it is for The World’s Greatest Baby to have this record of all your doings.

  4. I enjoyed my virtual cycle ride very much. The views along the way are glorious. I was very glad to see such a nice redpoll portrait and the fuchsia is looking very good. Have you tried its berries? It looks as though you may be able to get a dish of jam from all that fruit.

      1. They have a citrus flavour and quite pleasant. Some fuchsia berries have a stronger flavour than others. I’ve never had enough to do anything with them. I also tend to take the berries off to prolong flowering and forget about wanting to use the berries!

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