Slow, slow, quick, quick, slow

Today’s guest picture shows the Adam Bridge at Kedleston Hall, which my sister Mary visited with my sister Susan and my brother Andrew recently.  (A description of their visit can be found on Susan’s blog.)

The Adam bridge, Kedleston HallWe had another grey and windy day today but, as a small consolation, it was a few degrees warmer than it has been.  It didn’t tempt me out on my bicycle though and I was happy to dawdle over the newspapers after breakfast and then welcome Sandy in for a cup of coffee.

Before Sandy arrived, I had a gentle tour of the flowerbeds, even though the poor light and windy conditions made photography a bit hit or miss.

Mrs Tootlepedal has a promising crop of pale pink peonies coming along. This is the first of them.
orange hawkweed
The orange hawkweeds are getting multi headed
The pansies are putting on a better show all the time.
The Weigela has come out in a rush.
The first pink is crawling into the light.

I couldn’t resist a return to two pretty favourites.


candelabra primula
The candelabra primulas are amazing vegetable constructions.

After lunch though, the tempo of the day increased and I put two weeks of the newspaper index into the Archive Group database in short order and then went out into the garden to see what there was to do.

Mrs Tootlepedal is busy putting the shrubs along the back fence into some sort of order so there was plenty of shredding to do and a little compost sieving gave me some simple pleasure and Mrs Tootlepedal the chance to enrich the soil in a flower bed.  Finally, I had a quick trim of the drying green.

The rain had been threatening all day without amounting to more than a single short shower so after the gardening, Mrs Tootlepedal and I went off to visit the same bridge at Westwater as we had yesterday.  We stuck to the road this time and didn’t pedal over any steep hills on the way.  There was a faint drizzle for the whole nine miles but it was so faint that it didn’t get us wet.

It did cramp my use of Pocketcam and I only stopped for one picture of some very striking yarrow,

I didn’t see the insect until I looked at the photo.

We were talking to Mike Tinker outside the house just before we set off and we almost had to duck as two low flying military aircraft zoomed over the rooftops.  They were so low that even Pocketcam could catch one of them.

aircraft over roofWe had hardly cycled 300 yards before they appeared again, obviously having done a handbrake turn, and flew over us in the opposite direction. They were well below the top of our surrounding hills and made off up the Ewes valley.   I hope that the pilots were concentrating.

In the evening, I went off with Sandy to the Archive Centre where we put another couple of weeks of the index into the database.  We were amused to discover that the opening act at a new hall, converted from a furniture maker’s workshop into a place of public entertainment in 1890, was a troupe of performing Mexican donkeys.   They really knew how to have fun in those days.

We had to have a glass of wine afterwards to recover.

The flying bird of the day is sparrow.

flying sparrow

Published by tootlepedal

Cyclist, retired teacher, curmudgeon, keen amateur photographer.

33 thoughts on “Slow, slow, quick, quick, slow

  1. I’ve missed reading your posts! Gonna try and catch up. Glad to read all is well in your corner of the world. Great pics and commentary as always.

  2. Performing Mexican donkeys? Hmm How entertainment has changed. The candelabra primulas is certainly an impressive construction. Thank you for another excellent collection of photographs from the other side of the world! 🙂

  3. Bring back the donkeys is what I say! I could do with some real entertainment. That Yarrow is lovely – maybe the red colour could be a sign of acid soil like hydrangeas? I was amused at the thought of the airmen doing a handbrake turn.

  4. Simple pleasures are what makes the world go around; be it compost sieving (or is that sifting..), discovering a star among the yarrow, a bike ride in the mist or learning of Mexican donkey acts. Wonder if they really were Mexican, or just a bunch of locals in sombreros and false moustaches

  5. These low flying military planes can make some racket. When we were cycling in the North of England a few years ago the jets were flying low overhead and made some amount of racket.

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