Today’s guest picture shows some colourful ducks and ducklings (or perhaps geese, I can’t tell) which my sister Mary met in Regents Park.
I managed to find a reasonably dry spell to go up to fill the Moorland feeders. I was standing in for Sandy who had work commitments. Even in the chilly wind, the hide was quite warm and I sat there for longer than I intended. There were plenty of birds to watch although there were no surprises. I took a few pictures.
I tried to catch birds in more natural poses but they weren’t very helpful. A blue tit did her best.
When I got home, I found that there was more action there than at the Moorland feeders. The siskins had arrived in numbers.
I didn’t have long to look at them though as Mrs Tootlepedal and I went off to visit a garden centre to stock up on bonemeal for the forthcoming season. We stopped on the way to try to get my pair of computer spectacles fixed by the optician in Longtown. They were suffering from having had some fool sit on them and it turned out that I had snapped a tiny screw in half in its socket and they weren’t readily repairable. Thin wire will have to do until a new pair is needed.
The road to Carlisle at Sandysike was surrounded by flooded fields after a heavy night’s rain and as we came up to the bridge over the River Lyne, the flooding had reduced the road to a single lane. We safely negotiated this hazard and had a light lunch at the garden centre before driving home through yet another very heavy shower.
By the time we had got out of the car, the sun had come out again so I got out the slow bike and cycled back down the road to Skippers Bridge to have a look at the river there in the sunshine.
When I got there, the track up to the old railway looked so inviting that I was nearly tempted to go for a walk….
When the shower had passed over, it was time to go to visit Mike and Alison for a delicious slice of cake (or two) and some tasty ginger biscuits on the occasion of Mike’s 70th birthday. He was very cheerful for a man of his age.
We walked home feeling very well refreshed and I sat down to put another week of the newspaper index into the Archive database and this got me completely up to date with the data miners at long last.
In the evening, I went up to the Archive Centre with Sandy but once again a defective wi-fi hotspot prevented us from getting any work done so we gave up and retired to the Eskdale for a pick me up before going home.
The skies cleared and the temperatures dropped as the evening wore on and we are promised frost tomorrow. Spring will have to wait a bit.
The flying bird of the day is one of the many siskins.