Today’s guest picture, kindly sent by her mother Jennie, shows that Maisie, a previous holder of the World’s Greatest Baby title, is developing other skills in New Zealand.
I spent quite a lot of time cleaning the chain and lubricating almost everything else that I could see before departing in an effort to keep the alarming bike noises at bay. This was generally quite successful and I had a much more peaceful ride than my last noisy excursion.
There was a brisk wind blowing and Langholm was just on the sunny side of a large and threatening pile of black clouds so bearing in mind that I wasn’t entirely confident that my bike wasn’t going to fall to pieces, I settled for my favourite easy twenty one mile ride of three seven mile up and back laps to Wauchope Schoolhouse.
Because the kindly powers that be have recently mowed the road verges there was no chance of seeing anything interesting at close quarters so I settled for a shot of the old school.
In spite of the sunny weather, a glance at a neighbouring leafless tree showed that winter is on its way.
I had time while I sipped and chewed to idly press the remote shutter button for the camera, which was standing patiently on its tripod at the kitchen window. This is nature photography at its most relaxing and leads to far too many flying bird pictures. I will get it under control soon.
Meanwhile, here is some of today’s bounteous catch.
A selection of chaffinches demonstrate the correct way to get a seed…
In the midst of all the flying about, the chaffinches paused to have a discussion about the propriety of letting robins join in.
Some tried and failed.
I had to turn the camera off to stop myself taking even more and force myself to go upstairs for a shower. When I came back downstairs after my shower, I resisted the temptation while nibbling on a toasted goat’s cheese and tomato open sandwich to take another fifty shots.
After lunch, I caught up on my correspondence and threw away many, many flying bird shots until it was time to go to Carlisle for our weekly choir practice. The weather was beautiful on the way down while it was still daylight and pouring with rain on the way back when it was dark anyway. It is rare that the weather is so well organised.
The conductor spent some time at the practice trying to get us to learn a little song of by heart and then sing it in canon. This was not too bad but for some inscrutable reason, he then added a set of complicated hand gestures to go with the song and we had to do these with a partner in sets of four also in canon and while singing the song. I did not shine.
The flying bird of the day was not my cleanest shot but at least it is not a chaffinch and it is using its wings.