Today’s guest picture comes from my older son Tony and shows a view of Oban, where he was having a short break with his partner Marianne this last weekend.
We had another lovely day here today and I was in a much better state to enjoy it than I was yesterday. Happily, most of the aches and pains have disappeared as swiftly as they had arrived and after breakfast, I was able to potter about doing some useful tasks in the garden. I dug up a couple of rows of quite productive potatoes and shredded some of the obstinate decorative grass that takes an age to compost of you put it in untouched.
I took a few pictures too of course.
My good humour was further bolstered by some excellent scones which Dropsocne brought round to go with a cup of coffee or two.
Mrs Tootlepedal had been at a church choir practice while we sipped and chatted and when she returned, she cast a weather eye out and decided to cycle to The Hub in Eskdalemuir for a cup of tea and a bacon butty. I was not feeling quite confident enough about my own fitness to go with her so I waved her on her way.
This turned out to be a good decision because I was just getting organised to go out on a little ride of my own, when my watch alarm went off, reminding me that it was time to go and do my stint in the Information Hub on the High Street as the tourist office is now called. I had completely forgotten about this.
I had time to set the tripod up and watch the birds for a moment or two before I went.
My afternoon at the Information Hub was not busy but also not entirely wasted as I was able to offer some information to a couple of tourists and I received visits from Ken, the data miner, and Sandy which both helped pass the time.
When I had locked up, I went off for a short walk with Sandy. We drove to Whitshiels and walked up one of our favourite tracks. I was hoping for fungus.
We peered into the hidden world of insect life…
We peered at plants…
And we peered at the fantastical world of lichens.
When we emerged from the woods, we were able to enjoy the view as ever….
…and among the grasses, we could see the tiny moths that fluttered about….
….and the much more visible stock pens….
…and once again, we marvelled at the three trees just beyond the pens.
These trees have the slenderest connection to the ground imaginable. I always expect to find that they have upped sticks and walked away but they seem to thrive. All three have only half a trunk and are completely hollow near the ground.
We didn’t have the time or energy to complete our usual circular walk and when we had enjoyed the sunshine and the views, we walked back down the track.
I got home just before Mrs Tootlepedal. She returned from her 29 mile cycle ride in good order and in very good spirits. She had chosen an excellent day for the outing with warm sunshine and light winds but the road to Eskdalemuir is hilly all the way and it is not a doddle by any means, even on a good day. My admiration for her is unbounded.
In the evening, my flute pupil Luke came and considering that we have not met for a few weeks, he played very well. I am looking forward to a productive autumn with him.
After a nourishing fish cake for my tea, I went off to play trios with Mike and Isabel. I didn’t take my flute as my hands are not entirely ache free and holding and playing the recorder is much less hard work than puffing away at a heavy flute. As a result, I enjoyed the hour’s playing a great deal. Because I make many less mistakes on the recorder than on the flute, I think the other two enjoyed themselves as well.
I am hoping to feel even better tomorrow and I have a cycle ride planned for the afternoon.
The flying bird of the day is a siskin.
The peering paid off and so did the longer looks at those beautiful hills.
I like to mix things up if I can.
Beautiful views! The weather is getting cooler here. Much nicer today now that the smoke from forest fires has blowing out of the valley.
I am glad. You have been having a torrid time.
It’s good to hear that you’re feeling better! The walk was very productive with the variety of fungi and especially the landscape photos you shot.
Not bad for a very brief outing. The photos weren’t very good but one can’t have everything.
I am glad that you are feeling better. It is a blessing to be able to find such beauty in tiny things, because it keeps one occupied even when not at peak fitness.
I could repeat the comments I wrote for the previous post. Lovely colours and details. The fantastical world of lichens and the strange three trees really appeal to me. I can see what you mean about wondering if they will walk away one day. How interesting. Perhaps we could give them individual names? I hope you are feeling well enough to cycle tomorrow, Tom.
Everything is very green after our cool, damp summer so it is some consolation to us.
So glad that you are feeling better, I hope the cycle ride comes off satisfactorily. I loved the plant that the soldier beetles were sitting on such a splendid pattern it made.
The view of the hills on your walk is marvellous.
It is one of my favourites.
Very good news about the improvement in your joints. My congratulations to Mrs T on doing that long and hilly ride – well worth it for the views I am sure.
Pleased that you’ve had a better day aches-and-pains-wise. I feared you might have a nasty ‘flu coming on. Perhaps that what it was, and your great fitness fought it off quickly. Glad you had good weather to enjoy as well; here it didn’t stop raining from daybreak to midnight, mostly torrential or heavy.
We have had a good spell so we are full of sympathy for your bad weather.
I have begun to think of you as either my muse or my mentor. Is that okay? Glad your joints are improving. I have decided to use my electric bike to just go up and down my road (Paradise Road!) It is too unsafe to go beyond due to the trucks but I am sick of myself making excuses and you inspire me, Tom!
My friend Mike went out a couple of times on a mountain with someone who was on an electric bike and nearly killed himself trying to keep up with him on the hills. Have fun on yours. I’ll be your muse if you will be my mentor.
What are the lovely pale pink flowers beneath your soldier beetle? I love the curly anthers. Here in the US I’d call your lichen a British soldier lichen, but I suppose they have a different name over there?
It is some sort of umbellifera but I don’t know which. The lichens are called British soldier lichens here too.
I liked the photograph of the view after you came out of the woods very much. The new clematis is a beauty!
That view has appeared many times in the blog but never with quite that lighting before.
Those three trees look like take the business of balancing on their tender trunks very seriously
I am always pleased to see them still going strong.