Today’s guest picture shows an elegant Egyptian goose spotted by my sister Mary in Regents’s Park yesterday.
The temperature stayed comfortably above freezing and, for the most part, the rain stayed away too so it should have been a good day for cycling. A nippy north wind made me very ambivalent about the delights of getting out on the bike though and fortunately I had enough pleasant distractions to stop my bike averse behaviour upsetting me.
For a start, I went off to the producers’ market in the Buccleuch Centre where I was able to obtain all sorts of good things, coffee beans, fish, venison, honey and some superlative goat’s milk cheese. This made for a very up beat start to the day.
I had just got home when my older son and his partner arrived from Edinburgh for the purpose of personally delivering a bouquet of flowers to Mrs Tootlepedal in anticipation of Mother’s Day. She was much touched.
They had brought one of their three dogs with them. He is called Mylo. He is the one on the left in the picture below.
Mylo was full of beans so after a coffee, we went off to the park for doggy fun.
Tony , Marianne and Mylo stayed for lunch and then set off back to Edinburgh, where work called.
After they left, the weather got a bit worse so we watched some of the Davis Cup tennis and occasionally looked out of the window.
The Murray brothers were in good form and that helped to keep my mind off not cycling.
Things brightened up so Mrs Tootlepedal went out to do some gardening and I put on a warm jacket, thought about cycling and went for a walk, reckoning correctly that a well sheltered walk might be more fun than a battle with a brisk north wind out in the country.
I looked around the garden before I left. The crocuses are getting on well.
The five mile walk turned out well. It started with the usual sighting and disappearance of the oyster catchers…
…but finally, one obligingly posed for me and I was able to walk on.
I saw the first sight of some new blossom and a good show of the long lasting snowdrops as I strolled along…
…through occasionally sunlit woodlands….
…with many opportunities for views.
My walk took me to Potholm where I looked across the river…
…visited the site of an old castle…
…nodded at a sheep in passing…
…and went down to cross the river Esk by the new bridge.
The day couldn’t quite make up its mind as to whether is was a fine day or not. There were spots of rain, dark clouds and bursts of sunshine, sometimes all at the same time. The walk along the road past Milnholm was a delight.
And I was pleased to get home both dry and warm.
I might have spent the evening feeling bad about being too lazy to cycle just because of a little chilly wind but fortunately, the World Indoor Cycling Championships were available for discerning viewers on the telly and the action was quite exciting enough to make me forget all about my own cycling or lack of it.
That and regular nibbles of delicious cheese.
And a great sunset.
A five mile walk and a twenty mile bike ride take me about the same time but for some reason, the bike ride always seems like a much better piece of exercise than a walk. I don’t know why this is but there is no doubt that cycling makes me feel well and walking makes me feel tired. I think it might be about load bearing.
I didn’t have much time to look out of the window today so one of the fleeting ouster catchers is the (fuzzy) flying bird of the day.