Today’s springlike guest picture comes from Sandy, which is to say that I stole it from him when he wasn’t looking.
I did see Sandy himself though when he came round for a cup of coffee after filling the Moorland bird feeders. He has been doing a lot of gardening lately and took advantage of the situation to have a conference with Mrs Tootlepedal.
I should have been cycling as my mileage for May is very poor but we were waiting for an engineer to come and give our gas boiler its annual check so I used that as an excuse for not going anywhere.
I was a bit rude about the weather forecasters yesterday so it is only fair to point out that they said it would be fine in the morning and start to rain at two o’clock today and they were absolutely right to within five minutes.
I used the dry but overcast morning to mow the front lawn, the middle lawn and the grass round the greenhouse and was pleased to see that the newly sharpened mower was cutting a bit better.
I also took the camera round the garden. My daughter has complained that in my pursuit of striking flower pictures, I don’t show enough general pictures to convey what the garden actually looks like. This is a fair point but we are in a state of floral pause at the moment and the general picture is quite dull. I will be looking for colourful corners quite soon. In the meantime here are some individual promises of better things to come.
After lunch, I was working away at my computer because I have finally been bullied by Microsoft into upgrading to Windows 10 and there are differences to the filing system for pictures which are giving me some grief when Mike Tinker popped in.
When I went out into the garden with him, it had almost stopped raining so when he left, I decided that a short walk would perk me up and I put my coat on. By the time that I got out of the house, it had started to rain again so I picked up a stout umbrella and went off regardless. After a dull half mile pushing up the road into the wind and rain, I turned onto Gaskell’s Walk and with the wind and rain behind me, the rest of the walk was very pleasant.
It wasn’t really a day for taking pictures but I poked my lens out under the umbrella from time to time because it was a beautiful stroll in spite of the conditions.
Not long ago, Gaskells Walk ran through a dark and flowerless conifer plantation but these trees were cut down and the bluebells which had been lurking underground for many years have seized their chance and the walk is now lined with them.
There were wild flowers in abundance.
…and I was pleased to see some red campion among the bluebells.
I walked along the track down towards the Murtholm and the bluebells defied the gloomy weather.
As I walked back along the river side towards the park…
….it wasn’t only the sight of wild flowers that caught my attention but the smell too. The wild garlic was rampant, swirling up the banking…
…and lining the path.
They look as good individually as they do en masse.
My umbrella did its job very well and the temperature was kind enough to make my damp walk a real treat. A little rain brings out the fresh spell of spring to add to the colours.
After a look back at the park…
…I headed home for a cup of tea and a dainty biscuit and settled back down to try to get to grips with Windows 10. At least I can find my files and all my programs work so I am reasonably content.
In the evening, I went off to Carlisle with Susan to play with our recorder group and we enjoyed a good selection of music dug out from his vast collection by our librarian Roy. It is very good to be able to play music with old friends without any of the pressure of preparing for public performance but just for the pleasure of hearing and appreciating the music itself.