My Glastonbury correspondent, Venetia, sent me today’s guest picture. It is a sign of the times, being a mock funeral procession to mourn the closure of the last bank branch in the town earlier this month.
After several chilly and rather grey days of north easterly winds, the wind completely changed and blew from the west…and we got another chilly, grey day….but dry so mustn’t grumble (much).
It wasn’t as cold overnight as they had suggested that it might be so there was no danger of icy roads but the cold wind was more than enough to keep me happily occupied in making a spaghetti sauce in the slow cooker and then enjoying a cup of coffee before going out on my bike.
It was still only a miserable 5°C but I was well wrapped up so I was warm enough. I managed to find a circular 20 mile ride which avoided most of the potholes and enjoyed it in a gentle way. I stopped on the Hollows Bridge when I saw what might have been a suspicion of green in the trees beside the river.
The bright green on the left is the Mill’s Archimedes screw, turning merrily and providing pollution free power. Every home should have one.
I didn’t have much time when I got home because Sunday is Carlisle choir day and we had pencilled in a shopping trip on the way. I had a quick walk round the garden.
The euphorbias are thriving. I love their little crab’s claws…
…and often wonder what evolutionary advantage they brought.
The chilly weather is holding back new arrivals but I was pleased to see that it hasn’t affected the health of the fritillary.
A dogwood showed a little tightly wrapped parcel of future cheer…
…and a tree peony also seems to be going in the right direction.
While I made and ate a jam sandwich or two for my lunch, I was able to stare out of the window. Sometimes it was all siskins….
…and sometimes it was all goldfinches…
…and sometimes it was multicultural.
I feel rather sorry for the chaffinches which had the almost uninterrupted use of the feeders over the winter but have been pushed out by the newcomers more recently. They had a small fightback today.
…but they haven’t learnt the value of co-operation even now.
We duly went off and did our shopping and singing. The shopping was very successful but the singing had a double handicap as our substitute conductor had nearly lost her voice and our accompanist’s train was late for the second week running (or not running in this case).
However we all tried our best, a microphone was found for the conductor, the accompanist turned up and we started to learn a new song so the time wasn’t wasted.
I got yet another opportunity to photogrpah my new friend when we got home.
It posed before it went off disappointed.
The spaghetti sauce from the slow cooker turned out to be quite tasty so a grey and chilly day was not so bad as it might have been. The forecast says that it might get a little warmer for the next few days. That would be very nice.
I had two choices of flying goldfinches as flying bird of the day but it seemed unfair to pick one over the other so I have put them both in.