Today’s guest picture from my sister Mary shows Mr Grumpy’s London relative in Regent’s Park.
While this was happening, I made some ginger biscuits and was then visited by Dropscone bearing scones. My ginger biscuits were a fraction undercooked (a fault on the right side) and Dropscone’s scones were, as always, quite perfect.
After coffee, Mrs Tootlepedal retired for a session on her bike to nowhere and I got togged up for a walk in the chilly sunshine. I was just about to set out when Sandy arrived and he joined me on my expedition.
Because of the good company and the pleasant sunshine, I was happy to walk a little further than I had intended and got over two and a half miles for the first time. My knee was very happy about this but the rest of me was pretty jiggered by the time we got back.
Our route took us over the Esk….
We were held up by a colourful robin.
There were a number of small birds flitting around and this blue tit stopped just long enough for a quick snap.
It is noticeable from a photographic point of view how different the colouring of both the duck and the water is considering they were taken within a few yards of each other and with minutes. A member of our camera club was complaining about ‘cheating’ by using a photo editor at our last meeting. He doesn’t realise how much a camera does without asking.
I stopped for a last look back as we crossed the town bridge…
You can see the pictures that Sandy took on our walk if you visit his blog. He saw a waxwing in his garden this morning and although we kept an eye out, we didn’t see one on our walk.
Once again, Mrs Tootlepedal provided me with an excellent meal. This time it was a bowl of nourishing bean and chilli soup (with croutons) and I was so perked up that after lunch, I took her up to see the new bird hide at the Moorland feeder station. It looks very good but is still lacking a floor.
There were few birds about so Mrs Tootlepedal went off on foot to walk the two and a half miles home and I strolled along the road across the moor.
By the time that I had finished my short walk and driven back to Langholm, Mrs Tootlepedal had also arrived in the town and jumped into the car for the last few hundred yards.
A cup of tea and a ginger biscuit was our reward when we got home.
In the evening, I went to the Archive Centre with Sandy and we finished off the last week of my index backlog.
A very satisfactory day was made even better by the availability of a convenient black headed gull as flying bird of the day.