Today’s guest picture is another from my brother’s Dutch holiday. It shows Delft town hall. Although they share the basic design, it leaves our modest building in Langholm in the shade.
The light was very gloomy when it came to looking at the birds.
Still, it didn’t stop me going to our local producers’ market and stocking up with fish, cheese, venison, honey and lamb. I shall eat well for several days. Sandy came round for a coffee and we arranged to go for a walk after lunch.
I was told yesterday by Alison, my Friday evening accompanist, that she had been talking to a bird enthusiast who lives five miles out of town. He had been telling her that almost all the birds had disappeared out of his garden too and he wondered if they had gone off to Europe. Considering that we routinely have had fifty to a hundred birds a day in the garden in previous winters, this year has been very strange.
Once again it was hard work to be at the right time to catch a bird today. Luckily, we have some robins who are enjoying the peace and quiet.
Meanwhile, it looked like one of those days when it might be possible to rise above the mist and find some beautiful blue skies if we drove up the hill to the White Yett so Mrs Tootlepedal and I got in our car and did just that. This was the view at the top of the hill.
Sandy arrived on cue and we set out to brave some icy patches and walk round the Becks. You can see the pictures that he took on our walk on his blog.
It wasn’t a day for views…
…but there were other things to enjoy as we strolled along.
Sandy was feeling a bit peaky and my legs knew that I had been walking yesterday so we were both pleased to get round without falling over on the icy patches.
I was happy to spend the rest of the afternoon watching rugby on the telly even though Scotland failed to win their game against France.
Just to be different, I have a selection of three flying birds of the day today.