Today’s guest picture shows Matilda enjoying a train ride while returning from seeing her other grandparents in Cambridge. It is planned that we shall see her visiting her great granny here at the weekend.
It was a day of unpredictable and very heavy showers which made planning any cycle rides or walks very unattractive. Instead, I waved goodbye to Frankie and Mike on their journey north while Mrs Tootlepedal, after providing us all with a good breakfast, went off to a church choir practice.
After she came back, I put in some time practising my flute and singing and some time staring out of the window.
I made some soup for lunch and after the meal, took a walk round the very soggy garden in a dry moment.
The sound of bees made me look up to see that the berberis is flowering well.
Since a walk looked to be doomed to end in a soaking, I peered at some of the mosses to be found in our own garden.
Then I crumbled a little bird feed and put it on the ground outside the window. It drew in a blackbird first…
The feathers on the rook gleamed like metal armour in the sunshine.
In order to entertain Granny and get some garden necessities, we went off in the car to visit a garden centre. We drove down in sunshine but there were immense black clouds on the way back and we had to drive through a couple of really deep puddles, big enough almost to count as floods, By good fortune though, we missed the worst of the actual rain and got home in good order. Granny was very entertained by our beautiful scenery, the lack of traffic and the good Scottish weather.
In the early evening, my flute pupil Luke arrived and we practised some little duets that we are going to play in public in a fortnight. Luke was sent off with a stern injunction to practise a little harder this week. I am sure that he will and we can always squeeze in an extra practice session if we have to.
After tea, I went off to play trios with Mike and Isabel and although we had an enjoyable play, I came home with a stern injunction to myself to practice a bit harder. I will try.
The flying bird of the day is a chaffinch in some light rain.