Today’s guest picture shows the Roman theatre in Lecce, a town deep in the ‘heel’ of Italy. It was taken by my peripatetic brother who is touring there with his wife.
Upstairs, Mrs Tootlepedal was steadily recovering from her bug attack and I was able to bring her small treats such as a cup of tea or a slice of toast and marmite (with the crusts cut off) from time to time. As it was her birthday, these were not quite the treats she might have expected but she received them with a good grace and by the late afternoon, she was able to get up and do some light knitting.
I lurked downstairs, reading the newspapers, doing the crossword, answering the phone to family who wished to offer Mrs Tootlepedal birthday greetings and occasionally clicking on the camera remote control.
There were plenty of chaffinches as usual. Here’s a crowd perching in the plum tree….
After lunch, the weather brightened up or at least it stopped raining and since Mrs Tootlepedal was resting quietly, I drove the car up to the White Yett and walked up the track on Whita to the monument. It was a very gloomy day and the far hills were covered in clouds.
I didn’t see another soul on my walk but I did see and hear quite a lot of grouse on the hillside. They have been very scarce in recent years and a lot of money has been poured into a project to raise their numbers so it does look as though some small progress at least is being made.
As I walked up the track, another little burst of colour caught my eye.
At the top of the hill, I stopped long enough to admire more lichen on the wall behind the monument. There were lots of different sorts in a small area.
I rested my knee for a moment beside some more gaily coloured boulders…
Pocketcam was doing sterling work in very poor light but by the time that I got home, it was almost dark although it was only three o’clock so that ended my photographic day. Still, as I say, things were cheered up a lot by the arrival downstairs of Mrs Tootlepedal in time for afternoon tea.
I made Mrs Tootlepedal some delicious birthday semolina for her evening meal and then went off to a Langholm Sings choir practice. Once again this was well organised and we did a lot of work and I shall be sorry to miss their forthcoming Christmas concerts. I am hoping that Mrs Tootlepedal will be able to go and sing with them.
The flying bird of the day is a goldfinch.