Today’s guest picture is another from my sister Mary’s recent visit to the very colourful Isabella Plantation in Richmond Park.
I have been having a little trouble with my back for the past few days and so I was happy to let Mrs Tootlepedal go off to Edinburgh to commune with the WGSP by herself and to use the strong winds as an excuse for doing nothing much all day.
I spaced out the day by paying two visits for a little shopping at my local shop (150 yards away), doing the crossword, drinking some coffee, putting a week of the newspaper index into the database and mowing the middle lawn very gently.
I filled some of the gaps in between these by looking out of the window. There was a lot of action in the garden. There were several blackbirds of both sexes busy pulling up worms and strutting about.
It was hard to tell which bird was going to make its move first.
The angriest bird though was a greenfinch…
I was looking at the posts for this time last year and it is obvious that the garden is far behind where we were then. Only a few daffodils and tulips remain…
…and very little has come up to take their place. Last year we had azaleas, Icelandic poppies and potentillas out by this time but this year, we are still waiting. All we have to show is a potential willow.
We got a bit of rain during the early afternoon…
The rest of the afternoon and evening was beautiful but it was too late for me to go for a walk as I had to cook my tea so that I would be ready to go to Carlisle for our recorder group. I enjoyed this nonchalant landing by a chaffinch as I cooked.
Mrs Tootlepedal got safely back from Edinburgh having taken Matilda to the swings while she was there and soon afterwards, Susan arrived to drive me into Carlisle for our recorders. We spent the evening sorting out some pieces for a couple of ten minute spots we are going to play in a choir concert in Brampton in July, It is always quite a fraught business to agree on pieces that we enjoy playing, think that the audience might enjoy and that we can play well enough to perform in public without having to practise too much but we managed it by the end of the evening.
My back was better by the end of a relaxing day and the wind has promised to relax a bit tomorrow as well so I am hoping to get out for a pedal. Fingers crossed.
The flying bird of the day is a traditional chaffinch (with wings).