We need brightening up as winter closes in here so today’s cheery picture was taken by my brother in Sydney on his travels.
After I had finished the cooking, I had a quick look out of the window to see of there were any flying birds about.
And one perching bird too.
My knee and back had both suffered from having to stand around too long yesterday so I needed a bit of tender care from Dr Velo to get me functioning properly again. I cleaned and oiled my chain, put on several layers and set off for a quiet Sunday run up the A7 to Mosspaul and back.
Dr Velo worked the accustomed magic and I was soon pedalling gently along, pretty well pain free. I felt able to stop to take some pictures which will perhaps show why I like to cycle up the Ewes valley.
The road runs up the west side of the valley with a ridge of rolling hills along its length. On the east side of the road, the Ewes Water flows along through a flat valley bottom with some slightly more rugged hills behind.
Every break in the hills on the west side of the road has a farm tucked into it.
I turned for home and as I pedalled back down the hill to Langholm, the valley started to fill with mist and by the time I arrived back, the best of the sunshine had gone and it was a rather grey day.
From a cycling point of view this ride took me over 4900 miles for the year and as my target for the whole year is 5000 miles, this was very satisfactory. Because of my forthcoming knee operation, I may not have time to finish the last 100 miles but with six weeks still to go, I feel that I have done as well I as could have expected this year.
Mrs Tootlepedal was not at her peak with her persistent cold and so she spent most of the day tucked up in bed. I brought her up a modest lunch and then set off to Carlisle for our regular Sunday afternoon practice. After the hard work at the concert yesterday, both singers and conductor were a little subdued today but there was a pretty good attendance and we got through some hard work all the same.
The lamb stew turned out very well. The meat had had plenty of fat on it and the result was very tasty. We are so used to being sold very lean meat these days that it made a pleasant change.
The flying bird of the day is yet another chaffinch. This picture was taken in the dull light of the misty early afternoon.