Today’s guest picture was sent to me by Venetia, my Somerset correspondent, who is visiting the Aigas Field Studies Centre in Inverness-shire and took this photo yesterday at Loch Aigas.
Our run of pleasantly warm but very grey days continued. In spite of occasional spits of rain and some very dark clouds at times, it also remained dry and considering that there have been heavy showers nearby, we feel quite lucky.
Mrs Tootlepedal spent a good deal of time helping with the archaeological survey of the Roman fort at Broomholm but didn’t have the opportunity to find any Roman treasure.
I didn’t have the chance to go cycling or walking because I was otherwise occupied. In the morning, I did my stint in the Information Hub on the High Street and had the opportunity to give out information to several people who wanting some, both local and visitors to the town. I also had a visit from Dropscone so I was well entertained.
When I got home, I had a light lunch and walked round the garden.
Things are growing and the garden is looking quite lush.
The area round the pond is flourishing.
And the bed at the end of the middle lawn is bursting with life.
My creaky joints had benefited from a good night’s sleep and a quiet morning so I mowed the front lawn and put some more buck-u-uppo on the middle lawn. Everything got so washed out by the continual rain last year and in the early spring this year that the whole garden still needs a lot of nurturing in spite of our recent good weather.
I finished and took another look at some flowers….
I had just gone in to look at the birds through the kitchen window when I was distracted by a very ominous sight.
Yes, that is the tail of a rabbit going up the garden path. It went a lot quicker when I rushed out of the house and pursued it with blood curdling oaths. A rabbit is a most unwelcome visitor as it can wreak havoc in a garden in a very short time. A neighbour told Mrs Tootlepedal that she had seen a rabbit in her garden so this might be the same one. We can only hope that it is a lost youngster and that it will soon find its way out of the streets and back into the country.
On the plus side, the bees were busy again and there was quite a buzz in the garden.
When Mrs Tootlepedal returned from her fort, we set about trimming the hedge along the road. It looked quite passable by the time we had finished.
When we had finished, I went in to cook the tea and Mrs Tootlepedal had a go at the front garden hedges.
There are quite a few more hedges and box balls to go so we will be kept busy.
I had time for one last walk round the garden while the mince was cooking.
We had a bit of a crisis with the gooseberry bush when one branch mysteriously died back and had to be cut off but both it and the strawberries have enjoyed a little rain and are looking potentially very tasty.
There are very few plums as they flowered when there were no bees but those that are there are looking quite healthy. The apples have fruited better, perhaps because I hand pollinated them.
In the evening, my flute pupil Luke came and we were able to congratulate ourselves on some more evidence of good progress. It won’t be long before he will be able to play better than me (a fairly easy target admittedly) which will be very gratifying for me as a teacher thought it might make me practise a bit more often as a player.
The mince turned out well and after our evening meal, I went off to play some sonatas with Isabel. No trios tonight as cellist Mike was away in Edinburgh.
In celebration of the increased number of bees in the garden, the flying bird of the day is a bumble bee.