Today’s guest picture was sent to me by my friend Bruce. On one of his walks with his dog, he noticed that the receptacle provided for the convenience of dog walkers has acquired a ‘genius loci’.
I woke up to a sunny morning and toyed with the idea of getting up into cycling clothes and rocketing off into the wide blue yonder. A number of factors were weighed in the balance, the brisk wind, the chilly temperature, business to be done and the state of my knee but in the end they were all trumped by utter idleness and I started the day at a quiet tempo which I maintained with grace throughout the day.
After breakfast I checked on the tadpole development situation.
To help Mrs Tootlepedal with her decorating, I put an undercoat on the skirting boards for the upstairs room. This is low grade work suitable for an amateur like me.
When Mrs Tootlepedal went off for a church choir practice, I combined doing my business in the town with a slow bicycle tour to Wauchope School and back for the grand total of seven miles. The business was nicely varied and included placing a small ad in the local paper for the next camera club meeting, buying and delivering a fan heater for the Archive Centre and paying my garage bill. As this was all within a hundred yards, it didn’t extend my cycle distance significantly.
The rest of the tour to Wauchope School was hard work in the wind and I was glad that I had not attempted anything more ambitious. I stopped to record the first wild roadside primrose of the year…
When I got home, I had a walk round the garden to look for new shoots…
The fat ball had other admirers. A jackdaw perched near by, checking out the options….
The fat ball was still drawing in customers.
…a task which he completed in short order. The sharp eyed may notice a patch of yellow on the lintel above the stove. The lintel is from the old fireplace and is full of soot. Mrs Tootlepedal is using a home made poultice based on bicarbonate of soda to draw the soot out with some success.
In the evening, my flute pupil Luke came. He will not get the results of his grade examination for some weeks yet but both he and his accompanist felt that he had played well enough to pass so I am keeping my fingers crossed for him. We have put the exam music to the side and have started on a Telemann trio sonata and some snappy fiddle dance tunes.
After tea, I went off to play trios with Isabel and Mike. We enjoyed ourselves so much that we played all the repeats that we came across except one. Often we are quite pleased just to have got to the end of a piece once.
There are weather warnings out for heavy rain and gales overnight and tomorrow. I hope we don’t find our nice new chimney blown into the gutter when we wake up.
The flying bird of the day is a traditional chaffinch.