Today’s guest picture shows Matilda contemplating a possible friend whom she met at Jupiter Artland near Edinburgh.
It was raining again when we got up this morning but by the time that I set for the High Street to visit the Archive Centre and then go to take my turn offering information to visitors, the rain had stopped.
The tourist information has been relocated to a prime spot in the Market Place and is both more comfortable for the volunteers and more accessible and obvious to visitors so my two hours passed by pleasantly enough and I even gave useful information to several visitors.
I had intended when I got home to do some dead heading, have some lunch, mow a lawn or two and shoot off for a cycle ride but I was absolutely overcome by lassitude for no particular reason and only managed a little dead heading, a single lawn and no cycling at all.
I didn’t even take many pictures. This was partly because I was tired and partly because the sun refused to come out until the evening and partly because there wasn’t anything new in the garden. I did take one or two though.
There was only one fleeting glimpse of a coloured butterfly although there were quite a lot of white ones about.
I summoned up enough energy to sieve some compost and whatever else you can say about our weather this year, I have to admit that it has been very suitable for the compost which is maturing at a good speed.
Mike Tinker came round for a cup of tea and he told me that the possible salvia which appeared on the blog a few days ago….
…is definitely a lobelia siphilitica. So that is one up to him and the New Hampshire Gardener. The curious name is based on the fact that it was thought to be a cure for syphilis. As it seems to be poisonous this might be a cure of the ‘kill or cure’ variety.
After he left, I took the slow bike out on a fruitless search for interesting birds by the river. They were very scarce to the point of invisibility.
A non flying herring gull stayed firmly rooted to its rock until I gave up and moved on.
I was reduced to taking a picture of a slug….
…which was feeding on a huge fungus at the roots of one of the beech trees which is going to be felled on the Lodge walks.
When I got home, I noticed that the nigella seems to be getting ever pinker.
I find that these flowers are called Love in a Mist and I can see why in a way but what the octopus is doing there, I can’t imagine.
Just as it was time for me to go in and get my tea, the sun came out and kissed its favourite flower.
After tea, I was too busy to take advantage of the good weather as I had arranged for Mike and Isabel to come round and provide a harpsichord and cello accompaniment for Luke and me as we played our Loeillet trio sonata. This was great fun and Luke played really well and we got through all four movements in fine style.
When Luke left, Mike and Isabel stayed on and we played a Quantz trio sonata, a couple of Handel recorder sonatas, had a guided tour round the garden and finished off with a bit of Mozart.
Although I was still very tired and didn’t play at my best, we enjoyed ourselves as usual.
I was sorry not to be able to find a flying bird today but the arrival of a second paper white poppy makes up for it. The sun came out just in time for me to catch it at its best.