Today’s guest picture shows my neighbour Riley. He took his friend Liz out for a walk in the snow last weekend. He takes the job of looking after her seriously.
There was hardly any sign of any snow left today as the weather got back to being warmer, windier….
It had rained all night and it was still raining in the morning so I was happy to plug away at a tricky crossword and do a short stint cycling on the bike to nowhere in the garage. I am trying to get a little exercise in each day without annoying my wheezy chest and setting the cough off again.
We also had a coffee and cheery conversation with our neighbour Liz, who had popped in with a nifty device for unblocking drains. We might have needed this if Mrs Tootlepedal had not already unblocked our kitchen sink drain without it. She is a woman of many skills.
The forecast said that the rain would ease off towards lunchtime so I looked out of the window.
The forecast said that when the rain had gone after lunch, the sun would come out and it was right again so Mrs Tootlepedal and I drove up to the Moorland Feeders where we lingered for a moment to see if we could see anything interesting.
Mrs Tootlepedal sat in the car and scanned the skies vainly for any signs of raptors while I sat in the hide and hoped for a woodpecker or two.
I saw a gentleman pheasant….
…and a lady pheasant….
…both looking pretty pleased to have dodged the shooting parties.
I saw lots of great, blue and coal tits on distant feeders….
…and even a chaffinch….
…but no woodpeckers…
…so I gave up and we went for a walk down the hill to the Tarras.
It was breezy but warm and gloriously sunny and it was a real pleasure to be out and about. Our walk was accompanied by the sound of perpetually chattering streams as the morning’s rain poured off the hill and down to the river below.
We left the road for a moment to stroll down through a wood…
…but soon went back to the drier road and eventually came to the river bank. All those little burns had certainly swollen the Tarras and it was racing by.
It was a rare pleasure to be able to look up through the trees at a blue sky above.
We dallied for a while at the bridge across the river but as we had bread cooking at home, we couldn’t stay too long and we made our way back up the hill to the car and drove away.
The fine weather not only cheered us up on our walk but made the afternoon much brighter than it has been of late and we had a walk round the garden when we got back and looked at a lot of promising snowdrops which should be out soon.
There was even a hint of a sunset later on.
It was a day to be thankful that the first month since the winter solstice is now behind us and we are on the road towards spring at last.
In the evening, Mike and Alison were out at a grand Burns Supper at the Buccleuch Centre so there was no Friday night music for me and I spent a little time trying to learn some choir songs instead.
While she has been recovering from her cough, Mrs Tootlepedal has been busy practising some embroidery ideas and techniques. Here is a section of her latest sampler. The bird is a hen harrier.
I see by the forecast that our spell of warm, wet and windy weather is set to continue for a few days while on the other side of the Atlantic severe snow is in the offing. I will make sure not to complain about our weather under these circumstances.
A morning chaffinch in the garden is the flying bird of the day.