Today’s guest picture was taken by Dropscone when he was at the seaside at Dunbar for the recent Scottish Boys Golf Championship (where he was an official, not a boy).
After lunch, Mrs Tootlepedal went off to an Embroiderers’ Guild meeting and Sandy took me up to the Moorland Bird Hide where we hid from the wind.
We spent about an hour up there and had plenty to look at. I took about 100 photographs, which is always a mistake as it means I have to spend ages throwing them away later on. Mostly I take so many because I keep on hoping that the next one will be better than the last but it never is.
These are the ones that I kept.
The glade where the feeders are hanging is just beginning to green up.
Usually the pheasants are quite calm but today, they became quite excited.
There was a plentiful supply of blue tits.
There was quite a lot of woodpecker action. One bird was very keen on getting seed from one feeder and hiding it in a crack in the pole.
Among the usual suspects, we got just a glimpse of a wren.
The late afternoon held first the Grand National steeplechase and then the Boat Races between Oxford and Cambridge, the women first and the men afterwards. These were interspersed with lots of sevens rugby from Melrose. Finally the evening was filled with the golf from Augusta. Mrs Tootlepedal watches the golf for the flowers. I like the grass.
I don’t watch a lot of telly in general but this was a veritable feast and all on free to air channels too.
It accounts for the very brief post today.
One of the woodpeckers is the flying bird of the day. It was too quick for me but it was the best that I got.