Today’s guest picture shows Sudbury Hall in Ashbourne, Derbyshire. It was visited by my brother Andrew.
I started the day by going up to the Moorland Feeders to act as a substitute feeder filler. The midges were out in force but luckily I had been warned by Sandy about their presence and I was well protected by insect repellent and was able to sit in the hide for a while.
The chaffinches were out in force as usual.
It was too gloomy for long shots so I waited until birds were kind enough to perch near the hide. There was nothing unusual but quite a pleasing variety of subjects.
I wasn’t sure about this last one. Is it a not fully fledged robin?.
I was a bit tired in the morning as I haven’t been sleeping as well as I would like so I spent a lazy time when I got home doing nothing more energetic than putting a week of the newspaper index into the Archive Group database and solving an entertaining crossword to pass the time.
I did go out and walk round the garden with Mrs Tootlepedal at one stage.
There are still a lot of clematis in flower.
But I was pleased to see that the sedum is coming along nicely…
I got waylaid after lunch by watching the Tour of Britain on the telly but finally got organised enough to get some cycling of my own done. This didn’t last long though, as after a couple of miles I was stung on the face by an insect that wasn’t looking where it was going. I have had some bad reactions to bee stings in the past and although I didn’t know what it was that had stung me, my face got rather sore so I turned round and headed for home just in case.
In the event, a dab of anti histamine cream seemed to be enough to calm things down but I took this as a hint not to do too much and consequently did nothing at all for the rest of the day. I don’t like wasting time not doing things but every now and again there comes a time when idleness may be a virtue for a creaking antique such as myself.
The bright spot of the late afternoon was a chance to catch a coal tit at our feeder. There has been at least one visiting the garden quite often but they are great ‘flitters about’ and hard to catch so this was a bonus.
Dropscone is coming for coffee tomorrow so I will hear about his mountaineering adventures and I hope that I will have some good pictures of the mountain to show.
Today’s flying bird is a chaffinch. There’s a surprise.