Today’s guest picture is another from Annie’s visit to the Chelsea Flower Show. Alliums are Mrs Tootlepedal’s favourites but hers don’t usually look as regimented as these.
As it happened, I had a chance to look at Mrs Tootlepedal’s alliums this morning after breakfast and I thought that they looked very good…
…even though they are not so perfectly spherical as the ones at Chelsea.
I had taken the camera out into the garden because I had spotted a frog in the pond…
…and while I was out there, I looked at the Camassia…
…and the Irises….
I went back in and saw one of our many beady eyed blackbirds through the kitchen window….
…before packing up some newspapers and a packet of Jaffa Cakes and setting off to to do two hours in the Information Hub on the High Street.
The Hub is hosting an art exhibition by two talented local artists so I was quite busy in my role as ‘curator’ of the exhibition as well as answering requests for information from several actual tourists and I had a good time. As a bonus Dropscone dropped in to give me some company. I will be sconeless for a while, as he is going off to act as an offical at a big international children’s golf competition near Edinburgh for several days.
I had hoped to make good use of another very fine and sunny day with some extensive lawn care and a cycle ride but for some reason or other, my back had taken the huff and I was having a bit of difficulty walking let alone doing anything more vigorous. It is just a twinge from a long standing problem and should be gone soon with some careful management.
After lunch, I went out and had a longing look at the lawns, which could have done with some tender care, and then looked at flowers instead.
It was such a lovely day that staying indoors seemed a sin. I was able to pedal my slow bike about if I was careful so I went off to the nuthatch nest to see if the parents would be about. They were obviously feeding young as they went in and out with great regularity…
…and even took some time to tidy the nest out.
The sun is in the wrong place for getting good pictures of the birds in the afternoon and I should try to get up early if the weather is fine again tomorrow and take some better shots. I wouldn’t bet the house on that happening though.
The nest is in a fine pair of trees, worth looking at in their own right.
While I was watching the nuthatches, I could hear some flapping nearby and after some investigation, I could see a pigeon sitting on a nest on a branch of the same tree.
From time to time her partner arrived with food and on one occasion, with some additional furniture for the apartment.
I pottered off on the slow bike just to turn my legs over for a mile or so and stopped to look at a cheerful patch of wild flowers on the Castleholm.
Garden escapes provided some other colour beside the Lodge Walks.
I was hoping to get a flying bird or two at the Kilngreen but being a bank holiday, the Kilngreen was full of human visitors rather than birds so I settled for a nougat wafer slider from Pelosi’s ice cream van and pedalled home slowly.
When I got back, Mrs Tootlepedal was just finishing her gardening for the day. After a look at a promising peony…
…we went inside, where we were soon joined by Mike Tinker who arrived in nice time for a cup of tea and a dainty biscuit.
My back was giving me enough trouble to persuade me to reluctantly cancel an evening of trio playing with Mike and Isabel but I managed to give Luke his flute lesson before retiring to sit down for the rest of the evening.
I didn’t spend much time looking at birds out of the kitchen window so this was my best effort at a flying bird of the day. Must do better.