Today’s guest picture was sent to me by Dropscone. He was not to be outdone by his sister so he sent me a bridge picture too from a recent walk to Arrisgill. It is of a severely practical design.
Our spell of good weather continued but still accompanied by a brisk wind and not quite as cloudless as yesterday. As the thermometer climbed into the twenties in the afternoon, we can have no complaints though.
I had a day of three halves. It started with with a bike ride (after quite a delay for breakfast, toast, coffee, a crossword and general faffing about).
The bike ride was on my speedy bike and the new chain and cassette gave me a very smooth ride. Like the day, the ride was divided into three halves: fifteen quite hilly miles with the wind behind at an average speed of 14mph, eight flat miles with a strong crosswind at 13 mph and 13 gently uphill miles into the teeth of the gale at 12 mph.
Any difficulties with the wind were softened by the wild flowers and butterflies beside the road. I couldn’t catch a butterfly (mostly orange tips) but the flowers stayed obligingly still for me.
The most common flower was the dandelion and it brightened up even the dullest stretch of road.
This is the best time of the year for cycling and seeing flowers. Now, if only the wind would calm down a bit.
When I got home, I had a quick bite to eat and a shower and then got down to business in the matter of lawn care.
I scarified the middle lawn and collected up the worst of the moss. I followed this up with giving it a good mow to clear the rest of the debris and flatten down the bumps created by the scarifier. It is looking not too bad. The front lawn is next in line for this treatment.
I found time to walk round the garden with Mrs Tootlepedal. She is very pleased by the show of tulips which she has planted in the beds beside the front door.
A couple of pansies have come out rather late and are looking very good.
Amid all the colourful tulips, there are islands of white.
But the tulips are the main attraction at the moment.
In the evening, we were visited by my friend Sue, who came for a meal and a tootle. She is the one who is having a shipping container turned into a garden room and office. It has proved quite a bit more complicated than she envisaged when she dreamed up the project and she will be very pleased when it is completed.
We had a very good meal (Mrs Tootlepedal’s rhubarb crumble coming in for special praise) and then Sue and I were joined by Susan for an hour and a half of recorder trios, the perfect end for a very productive day.
I found some time in the middle of all this to watch the birds.
There was more shouty behaviour later.
And not a puffin in sight alas.
The flying bird of the day is a goldfinch.