Some golf shots

panatal bird

Today’s guest picture shows a spectacular Pantanal bird, the orange-backed troupial.  It was spotted by Venetia on her Brazilian expedition last month.  You can see more of what she saw if you visit her recent blog (including some lovely jaguar pictures).

panatal birdMrs Tootlepedal started the day with a routine visit to the dentist (nothing needed) while I dawdled about the house until she returned and we had coffee.   We were enjoying  our first cup when Dropscone dropped in, having just finished playing nine holes of golf with a friend.  Luckily there was enough coffee in the pot for him too.

It was a beautiful sunny morning but he reported that there had been a touch of ground frost on the golf course and he had had to watch his footing for the first few holes.  The chief purpose of his visit was to advise me that there might be something of interest for me to see beside the fifth hole on the golf course so as soon as I had finished my coffee, I got a lift from him up to the town and set off to explore.

I climbed up the Kirk Wynd….

Kirk Wynd
So called because the old kirk was here. The wall on the right belongs to the churchyard.

…said hello to a horse….

horse…and walked onto the golf course.  It was quite easy to spot the interest.  It was spotted.

golf course fungus
The annual golf fungus outbreak has occurred

I walked along the sixth fairway and looked across the course….

golf course
One of the smaller bridges to appear on the blog

…before walking back through the trees….

There was a lot of fungus about

golf course fungus…and getting back to the sixth tee….

golf course
On a day like today, the views more than compensates for any duff shots.

…and then going back onto the Kirk Wynd.  As it was such a glorious day, I walked a little further up the hill until I came to Whita Well, which is a natural spring.

whita well
You can see how wet the underlying hill is in spite of the recent dry spell

This was once the source of water for the town and it was the site of a pitched battle between the workers of the distillery and townsfolk over the right to the water.  Wanting both water and whisky, a compromise was reached.

I looked back over the new town below.  The old town is tucked under the hill and was invisible to me.  Holmwood is on the hill behind the new town.

New TownWith a longer lens, I could see the part of the town that we live in.  Our walnut tree is clearly visible among the rooftops.

new townI used my phone to take a broader picture….

panorama from whita
Click on the picture for a larger look.

…and Pocketcam for a close look at some lively lichen.

lichen on whtaWhen I got home, Mrs Tootlepedal had trimmed a little more off the apple tree so I took a picture to show it before it disappears completely.

apple tree…and then I walked round the garden with the gardener.

The rich deep red of this poppy caught our eye.

poppyI shifted and filled the lawn feeder and within minutes, jackdaws and starlings were in pursuit of the pink pellets.

A starling juggling a pellet

It had to be quick because company was on its way.

jackdaw and starlingYou wouldn’t want to stand in the way of this.

jackdawA coal tit used the covered feeder at the other end of the garden.

coal titAfter lunch, Mrs Tootlepedal set about improving another corner of one of the flower beds and I sieved some compost for her to use as a soil improver with certain additives and did some dead heading while she toiled.

She had an appointment for her flu injection so I got out the speedy bike, pumped up the tyres and did 20 miles out to Paddockhole and back.  I passed the men who are building the access road onto the hill opposite Grange quarry and one of them told me that they are going to put up 6 windmills to start with and that they are hoping for another 16 later on.  In a sign of the times, he added that he had previously worked in coal mining.

My legs are a bit grumpy at the moment so although I enjoyed the ride in the light winds, it was quite hard work and no speed limits were exceeded.

In the evening, we went to our usual Langholm Sings choir meeting and Eric and I agreed that yesterday’s practice session had paid off as we sang several notes that were not only in tune but at the right time as well.

The flying bird of the day is one of the pellet seeking jackdaws and in answer to a query, it does seem to have the same raised feathers on the front of its wings as the one in a recent shot had.


Published by tootlepedal

Cyclist, retired teacher, curmudgeon, keen amateur photographer.

27 thoughts on “Some golf shots

  1. I had noticed those raised feathers too. The Jackdaw landing on the feeder looks like a gothic gargoyle carved on a cathedral or church. Lovely fungus and landscape photos.

  2. I’m glad the extra practise stood you and Eric in good stead; what swots 🙂
    I am constantly amazed by the quality of phone cameras. That panorama is a show-stopper!

  3. I’m glad that a sensible compromised was worked out in regards to the water from the well, the thought of no whiskey or no water must have been a terrible conundrum!

    I thought that starlings were about the most gluttenous birds I had ever seen, but I do believe that the jackdaws give them a run for the title. I hope that the pink pellets aren’t too expensive, or you may have to ask for donations as many other bloggers do.

  4. Splendid shots from the Pantanal onwards. Glad you had such a sastisfying day in fungus discovery, views and right notes.

  5. Given the stakes, it is not surprising that common-sense prevailed over the water. Fantastic Picture of the landing jackdaw. Clarepooley’s reflection is exactly what came to my mind.

  6. Fantastic fungi and I agree, that’s some lively lichen, Tom. 🙂 I used to enjoy walking around golf courses as a child. It was surprising what unusual little plants and creatures were about. I often found tiny carnivorous sundews. Excellent bird action shots. That big black one has a strong looking beak!

  7. Tom, it was good to visit this morning and get a bit caught up with your cycling, gardening and bird watching. I can always count on you and Mrs Tootlepedal for a lovely time. I tried to imagine all your lovely clean air, but at the moment the cotton gins are running full-tilt and it was a bit difficult.

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