I have had a very good response to my request for guest pictures and I am working through them. My thanks go to those who replied. Today’s choice is a lovely view of Buttermere taken in the sun by my sister Mary and sent to me in a text message.
We had a thoroughly sunny day here today, which came as a bit of a surprise as I hadn’t bothered to look at the forecast. I spent some of the morning eating scones and drinking coffee with Dropscone and some of it walking around the garden. Spring is definitely getting into gear.
I could only find a rather weedy frog.
After lunch, the temperature had risen to a very reasonable 6°C so I wrapped up well against the chilly north westerly wind and set out to go not just to the top of Callister but down the other side as well. There was enough wind to make the outward journey quite hard work but it was a lovely day so I didn’t mind much.
On the way back, I stopped to take a picture of the farm called Between the Waters. It is well named as it is between two streams. You can see one of them in the picture.
Getting over Callister on the way out had not been a problem as the gradient is very steady and not very steep. Coming back up the steeper side was another matter and my knee didn’t enjoy it very much at all. I got up all right but it meant that I had to take the downhill section home at a very easy pace indeed.
The result of this was that I was very pleased to have added a couple of miles to my longest distance of the year but my average speed was quite a bit below my target when I set out.
The good thing was that the knee seemed quite happy when I had got off the bike and I was able to walk round the garden and see what Mrs Tootlepedal had been up to in my absence without any great inconvenience.
She had been turning over the soil, tidying up and testing our new lawn edger. You can see the results of all three activities in one picture.
She pointed a very nice contrast between crocuses and snowdrops.
After tea, we went off to our local choir practice and worked away as usual. We are singing a selection of songs from old American musicals with a couple of opera choruses thrown in. This will no doubt go down well with our audience but doesn’t offer much sustained harmony singing.
The results of the builders hard work is plain to see.
There were few flying birds in sight today at a time when I had a camera handy and this very fuzzy chaffinch was the best of a bad lot.