Today’s wonderful guest picture is another from my nephew Dan’s visit to Iceland and I put it in as a tribute to Iceland’s victory over the England football team. Their win was almost as overwhelming as these falls.
We have been promised rain for two days now so I got up early and was out and back from a twenty mile bike ride in time to welcome Dropscone round for coffee. He has been in Majorca on holiday where he enjoyed a full week of sunshine. It was good to have him back….and his scones too of course.
I even had time for a look round the garden before he arrived.
New irises have arrived. Mrs Tootlepedal tells me that these are Dutch irises unlike the iris Siberica which are pretty well over now.
The red campion from our friend Jenny’s garden is looking very beautiful.
There was a spot of rain just as Dropscone arrived but it was a false alarm and when he went off to play golf, I went out for a stroll round Gaskell’s and Easton’s Walks. The New Hampshire Gardener has helpfully suggested a means of getting properly focussed close ups with my Lumix as I was struggling a bit with this and I put his advice into action. I need a bit more practice but some of the results were quite good.
I started as soon as I could while walking along the road.
When I got to the track, the greenery was very green.
I snapped away furiously as I went along.
The tracks were lined with grasses and other plants which I cannot name.
And various spiky things too.
More delicate flowers were to be seen.
The meadow at the Stubholm was a treat, even on a dull day.
When I got back to the Park, I saw a ripple in the Wauchope Water. It was made by a dipper which was doing some very energetic dipping.
The weather defied the forecast and stayed dry until well after lunch which let Mrs Tootlepedal do some gardening and let me take some pictures of the annual cornflowers. One came with added greenfly.
The garden needs some rain after our long dry spell so Mrs Tootlepedal was pleased when it finally arrived (though slightly less pleased that the washing was still hanging out). Our neighbour Liz came to our aid when she realised what the situation was and rushed across the road to warn us so we got it in without much additional dampness.
The rain didn’t interrupt any great plans as we were safely indoors watching Andy Murray play his first round match at Wimbledon.
I had had a look out of the window before we settled down but as there were no interesting birds to be seen, I took a picture of the floral view from the kitchen instead.
I had another look when the match was over.
Earlier today, Mrs Tootlepedal remarked on the fact that we hadn’t seen the sparrowhawk for a long time and by a strange coincidence, she spotted one this evening perched in our variegated elder.
It stayed long enough for me to fetch my camera but wouldn’t pose in the open and flew off without catching anything.
The rain continued for the rest of the day but the winds remained very light so once again, we have been lucky. I am thinking of renaming the local weather forecast as “Project Fear”.
Talking of which, the political situation remains farcical with prominent promoters of the Leave campaign saying that of course they didn’t mean all those things which people who voted for leave might have thought that they meant and they are sure that the people who might have believed them realised that they didn’t really mean them.
On the other side, the people who promoted the Remain campaign with prophecies of absolute economic meltdown are now going round saying, “Everything is firmly under control, nothing to see here, move along.” It might make you laugh if it didn’t make you cry.
On a mildly amusing note, Conservative politicians who have been telling Scots that there can be no possible need for another referendum on independence ever after the ‘decisive’ vote two years ago are now busy floating the idea of another EU referendum very soon so that the voters can get it right this time.
The flying bird of the day is a young sparrow.