Today’s guest picture comes from one of Dropscone’s recuperative walks and shows the Reverend William Watson looking down from the wall of the South UP Church of which he was the minister when it was built. It is an art studio now.
I hadn’t looked carefully enough at the forecast and allowed myself to be tempted by an offer of treacle scones from you know who when I should have been out cycling. By the time that I was ready to cycle, the wind had got up and then it started to rain and that put paid to any ideas of outdoor exercise.
By the time that the rain had stopped and the day had brightened up a bit, I had agreed to accompany Mrs Tootlepedal to the pictures in Carlisle and once again the chance of some exercise slipped away.
On the plus side, the scones were very good and the film, Hail Caesar, was quietly enjoyable so it wasn’t a wasted day. In addition I managed to put two weeks of the newspaper index into the Archive Group database and get another song put onto the computer for practice purposes.
I may have been quite idle but the birds were very busy. The coconuts drew the usual customers…
..and two newcomers as well.
The sunflower seed feeder was in business from morn till evening and there was always a good crowd waiting on the plum tree.
I can count seventeen birds in this picture but there may be more.
There were a good number of goldfinches about in the morning…
…and the chaffinches had to work hard to find a perch.
I spent a little time trying to get a flying goldfinch of the day but they wouldn’t fly in the right place.
There were any amount of other flying birds to be seen but they were a bit too far away to be of any use.
The light was poor in the afternoon. This was a pity as a robin perched in an attractive spot…
…and might have made a postcard with a bit of sunshine.
We saw a small murmuration of starlings wheeling and swooping above the Botchergate when we got to Carlisle. Although they were very busy outside, we almost had the cinema to ourselves when we got in.
We haven’t been for some time and we were shocked at the prices they were charging for food and sweeties. The price of the seats was quite high enough to make us happy to avoid spoiling our figures.
The film itself, Hail Caesar, a Coen brothers’ production, is described by one reviewer as an agreeably lightweight love letter to post-war Hollywood and that seemed to be about right. There were many deft touches but George Clooney clumped his way through a different picture from the rest of the cast. That was a pity because I like him a lot in general.
With a north wind keeping the temperatures close to freezing for the next three days, it may take quite a lot of mental preparation to get me out on my bike but it should be dry so maybe some walks will beckon instead.
I did catch one goldfinch in the air away from the feeder and it is the flying bird of the day.