Good timing


Today’s guest picture shows a frozen pond in the sunshine which was passed by my sister Mary on her way to breakfast at Kenwood the other day.


In spite of a chilly start to the day, there was no ice about here and a pause before the forecast rain let me get out for a brisk walk with Sandy.   It was a very gloomy day so I was more concerned with getting some exercise than taking pictures but we had cameras in our pockets so we stopped from time to time as we walked the five miles past Potholm and back on the other side of the river.

There was a selection of houses to look at…

Breckonwrae, Milnholm and Potholm
Breckonwrae, Milnholm and Potholm

…a feast of colourful lichen on the walls beside the road….


…a collection of fungi on an old fallen tree…


…and a couple of very big puddles to go with some snowdrops at Potholm.


The farmers must be in despair about how wet the land is.  In spite of a few dry days recently, it has only taken a day or two of wet weather to produce puddles in almost every flat field.

There were sheep to look at….

sheep in pen

…and to be looked at by as we went along.


By the time that we had got to Potholm, our river crossing point, the drizzle had started and we were pleased to be among trees for most of the rest of our walk.


On our way we passed a lonesome pine beside our trail and a tune came unbidden into my mind.

lonesome pine

As we went down the hill towards the Lodge, we came across another example of one of those things that you have passed many time without seeing. Deep in the woods there is a large bridge that I don’t remember noticing on any of the many occasions that I have been along this track.

Langfauld Bridge

You wouldn’t think that you could miss a structure this impressive but the parapet is pretty well at the road level and there are many little streams to cross on the way so this one is not particularly significant.  Maybe there are other bridges that I haven’t noticed as well.  I will check more carefully next time that I come this way.

The rain was getting more persistent as we neared the town so there was just time for a final moss and fungus shot or two after we had crossed the Duchess Bridge…

moss and fungus

…before we parted company at the Scholar’s Field and we both headed for home.

You can see Sandy’s view of the walk here.

When I got home, I was quite ready for a cup of coffee and a slice of toasted fruity malt loaf, a good reward for a wettish walk.

I recovered enough to take occasional looks out of the window.

A chaffinch has joined the blackbirds in the fat filled coconut shell appreciation society.


It started to rain in a more serious way but this did not discourage the birds.

siskin, chaffinch and goldfinch
“He’s behind you!”

There were plenty of flying birds….

busy feeder

…but not much light.

I made some lentil soup for lunch and then we considered the possibility of an outing in the car as a break from the rain.  A look at the weather map showed us that it would have to be a very long drive so we settled for an afternoon in.

I had to find and print out three pictures for an upcoming Moorland Festival to which the camera club are contributing a small photographic exhibition.  The down side of taking a lot of pictures is the time it takes to search through them to find the ones you want.  (I have over 9000 images on just one of the SD cards in my cameras at the moment.)

The search for, the printing out and the framing of the pictures together with some time spent putting music into the computer for our Monday  trio group filled up a damp afternoon very satisfactorily.

Some readers may wonder what Mrs Tootlepedal does in the evenings while I play with my photos and write these meanderings.  She is often hard at work practising her stitching skills.  Her latest work involves tiny flowers.

Ally's embroidery

You need a lot  of patience and a good eye for this sort of thing.

The high spot of the evening was a telephone call from Dropscone who told me that thanks to getting time off for good behaviour, he had been released from hospital and was safely home.   I hope to see him in person tomorrow for a cup of coffee and a health update.

The flying bird of the day, caught in the morning gloom, is a chaffinch.

flying chaffinch

Published by tootlepedal

Cyclist, retired teacher, curmudgeon, keen amateur photographer.

29 thoughts on “Good timing

  1. Glad Dropscone has finally made it home. Those embroidered flowers are so delicate, she is clever. What a lot of interesting and varied natural phenomena you photographed on your walk, I guess you need a sharp eye behind the camera.

  2. I love the colors in that photo by your sister. It’s a beautiful scene.
    I’ve seen that odd fungus in your last fungus photo growing here but I haven’t been able to identify it.
    It seems fitting that Mrs. T. would embroider the things she sees around her. It’s beautiful.
    Dropscone must be relieved to finally be home. I hope his ribs are feeling better. They take a while to heal.

  3. It’s so weird reading your posts without the visuals. Something must be wrong with my settings. Your photos are a daily dose of serenity for me!

  4. I am so pleased Dropscone is home at last. Mrs T’s embroidery is so delicate and beautiful. What a clever woman she is. I enjoyed the photos you took on your walk.

  5. Don’t you wonder what those sheep are thinking, watching you? My last post, I had cattle watching me. I wondered that question, but didn’t come up with the answer….

    Love the field of snowdrops!

  6. It’s amazing what we see that is new to us no matter how many times we have been to a place before, like the bridge that you just noticed for the first time. Part of that is from carrying a camera, we do pay more attention to our surroundings when we do.

    I liked the moodiness of your landscape photos today, you must have been in a good mood despite the gloom. It’s also great news that Dropscone has been released and is free once again. I was thinking of starting an online petition for his early release.

  7. I feasted on your feast of fungi, lichen and moss. 🙂 The mysterious bridge was also very interesting. I must admit I keep finding new things on walks I’ve repeated although nothing as large as a bridge. How exciting to discover it. I wonder how old it is. I used to do some cross-stitch work when I was young but I don’t seem to have the fingers and eyes for it these days. Mrs T’s work embroidery is impressive.

  8. Thanks for the close-up of Mrs T’s intricate embroidery.
    So glad Dropscone is out of hospital.
    You manage to see all sorts of interesting things on your walk, including the unexpected.

  9. Good news about Dropscone if not the weather. At least you got a walk in before it poured down though. I liked the bridge you discovered and am glad I’m not the only one to suddenly notice things on a very familiar route. Happens to me all the time and I wonder how I missed them once I have seen them. Mrs T’s embroidery is beautiful. Is there no end to her talents?

  10. The sheep are so white (and wide, as previously mentioned). They look bleached in their pen. I wonder if they bleat the same as North American sheep. 😉

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