Today’s guest picture shows a fine burst of wild flowers at Threave Gardens. It was sent to me by my friend Sue, who took some time off from turning her compost to visit this National Trust property not far from Castle Douglas.
We had another fine day today but as I had had a rather sleepless night, it took me quite a long time to make the best of it. I was still in my dressing gown when Scott, the minister, arrived on his bike wondering if I was thinking about a pedal. I was thinking about one but that was as far as it got and I waved him on his way and went back to munching my porridge.
I waved Mrs Tootlepedal off too as she was going to see Matilda in Edinburgh.
After all this waving, I was quite tired and sat down for a bit.
I roused myself enough to get dressed and make a cup of coffee for Sandy and we arranged to put some entries into the photographic class at the Westerkirk Flower Show this coming Saturday.
I did spend some time staring out of the window and even saw a coal tit but not when I had a camera in my hand. I did catch several blue tits though, both on the old feeder….
I walked round the garden slowly.
I managed a little compost sieving and then it was time for lunch, after a thoroughly relaxing morning.
After lunch, I perked up and got the fairly speedy bike out and set off for a twenty mile ride. It was sunny with some clouds about and for the first three miles, very windless too. This turned out to be a temporary situation though and as soon as I got into the open country, there turned out to be a noticeable breeze. It was in my face and I had to work steadily to get to Paddockhole Bridge.
Near Grange Quarry, I passed some road works and looked back to see a substantial new road being driven up the hillside.
The wind was at my back on the way home and this was lucky as going at speed seemed like a good idea when I looked at the weather just behind me.
As it happened, the rain clouds seemed to slip off to the south and I arrived home a little puffed out but perfectly dry.
I had a cup of tea and mowed the middle lawn while the going was good and then I had a shower and arranged with Sandy to go for a walk.
We drove up to the White Yett and enjoyed our favourite view up the Ewes Valley. I put the panorama function on my new phone to the test and it worked well.
We went on down the other side of the hill and parked beside the Tarras Water.
The hills are just beginning to lose a little of their green…
At this point, the Tarras Water runs through a little gorge and has many small cascades….
The sun came and went as we walked but we were well sheltered from any wind so it was pleasantly warm. Unfortunately the midges found the conditions to their liking too and came out and bit us unmercifully.
We stayed long enough for Sandy to take a picture while standing on one of our less magnificent local bridges….
The sun stayed with us as we walked along the road back to the car…
I hadn’t been in for long before Mrs Tootlepedal arrived home from Edinburgh. She and Matilda had been on an even longer walk than last week and they had also done putting socks into a basket and taking socks out of a basket so she had had a very good time.
In the evening, Susan and Roy came to play recorder trios and I must admit to making more than one mistake as we played but the others politely didn’t notice.
I managed to pick one out of the flock of busy birds this morning to be the flying bird if the day.