Today’s guest picture comes from Ada, one of my former teaching colleagues, and shows the remarkable Kelpies. The Kelpies are 30-metre high horse-head sculptures, standing next to a new extension to the Forth and Clyde Canal which reconnects the Forth and Clyde Canal with the River Forth, and improves navigation between the East and West of Scotland.
I made myself useful by cycling up to the High Street after breakfast and buying some more paint for Mrs Tootlepedal’s decorating endeavours and then I went off to the monthly producers’ market at the Buccleuch Centre to buy fish, honey, cheese, venison and lamb. The venison is very seasonal and this will be the last time that it will be on offer until September and the local honey will only last for one more month.
I walked round the garden when I got back. The daffodils were enjoying a warmer day at last.
As I was quite tired for some inexplicable reason totally unconnected with cycling some distance or walking up hills, I was happy to spend the rest of the morning grappling with a tricky double strength holiday crossword. I finished just in time for a late lunch.
A bowl of soup and some tasty cheese revived me sufficiently to send me out on a walk to revisit the zygomycota fungus that appeared in yesterday’s post. I thought it deserved a bit more credit than I had given it. (I would like to thank Allen, The New Hampshire Gardener for his generous efforts to enlighten my ignorance.)
I warmed up with a peltigera lichen….
On my way, I had an unexpected treat when a small scuffling noise made me look round.
I very rarely see a red squirrel on my walks and it is even more unusual for one to spend some time looking at me with as much interest as I was looking at it. It looked at me, thought about climbing up the tree, looked at me again, thought about climbing again and finally climbed down the tree and scampered off across the forest floor.
After stopping to take a picture to practise using my macro lens…
It is such interesting stuff that I took several pictures. Those not interested in fungus should scroll rapidly.
As I walked past the huts, I could see the top of the hill from which I had such good views yesterday.
…before driving up to the moor with Mrs Tootlepedal to see if we could see anything interesting.
We could and did. There were two short eared owls ranging the moor, flying low across the ground in search of voles. They made excellent viewing for those with binoculars but stayed too far away for any hopeful photographer to get a meaningful shot. It is always good when we go up to the moor in the hope of seeing something and we actually do see something.
It was a warm day with light winds and I should really have been out bicycling but I am trying not to do too much too early so I enjoyed my quiet day. It was the warmest day of the year so far and it felt as though spring might have actually arrived at last. To celebrate, I am putting in a two for one flying bird picture today at no extra cost to readers.