Today’s guest picture is another from my brother’s visit to Flamborough Head last month. He was hoping to see many puffins but they were few and far between. He did see this one standing rather implausibly on a very steep cliff face.
I had several plans for the day and most of them required some decent weather so it was very fortunate that we did indeed have a fine, dry day.
I started out with a tour of the garden with Mrs Tootlepedal for the purposes of plant dead heading. I made a brief diversion to finish turning the compost from Bin C into Bin D and next in line (you may have guessed this if you are paying attention) will be turning the compost from Bin B into the now empty Bin C.
Sandy came round for coffee, taking a break from some extensive decorating that he is doing at home and when he left, Mrs Tootlepedal and I set about making some more compost. She has been doing some large scale tidying up in the garden and we got the petrol shredder out and turned the debris into some good looking compost (it went into Bin A).
Then I mowed the front lawn. Later in the day, I leaned out of upstairs windows and took pictures of the front and middle lawns and some of the beds around them.
By then Mrs Tootlepedal had been round with the lawn edger which always makes things look better.
Having done the compost shifting, the shredding and the lawn mowing, the afternoon was free for a cycle ride.
I walked round the garden with camera in hand before I went.
The cardoon is growing ever bigger. The leaves have a wingspan of at least six feet and the flower is now looking me straight in the eye. Mrs Tootlepedal and I are being slightly haunted by thoughts of The Little Shop of Horrors.
I put the camera down, cleaned my chain and pumped up my tyres and set off. The wind was lighter than yesterday so I ventured a little further and took time to stop and record some of the wayside flowers as I went.
Unfortunately at some stage I must have put my thumb on the lens of the Lumix because I found that I had a wonderful collection of blurry images instead of fetching pictures of banks of meadowsweet and clover lining the roads.
I did get my phone out to record a striking bank of vetch.
The roads were sprinkled with vetch for much of my trip.
With the wind in a more friendly mood, I managed my thirty miles today at a slightly better average speed than I achieved over the twenty miles yesterday. As far as I am concerned as a cyclist, the wind is a much bigger factor than distance when it comes to enjoying or not enjoying a ride as much as you would like.
I had a last look round the flowers and spotted two more flowers that signal the turning of the year, pink and white phlox.
Mrs Tootlepedal weeded round the gooseberry bush and I picked enough of the fruit to have a plate of stewed gooseberries for my supper. I like gooseberries but Mrs Tootlepedal doesn’t so I shall just have to eat them all myself. What a dreadful fate.
In the evening, Sandy came round and we went off to the Archive Centre for the first time for several weeks. Annoyingly, although my computer connected to the wi-fi hotspot without any trouble and I was able to enter some data, Sandy’s laptop wouldn’t oblige at all for some unfathomable reason so we didn’t stay as long as we planned. All the same, some work was done and we rewarded ourselves with the traditional refreshment at the Eskdale Hotel afterwards.
The flower of the day is a poppy….
…and the flying bird is a sideways siskin.
I will try to find more time for staring out of the window and get some better flying bird shots. Recent ones have been pretty poor.