Proving the tooth of an old saw

guerilla gardening

Today’s guest picture shows a little guerilla gardening seen by my sister Susan near her house in London.  It brightened her day up a lot.

guerilla gardening

It was a briskly windy day today so I decided to leave my first cycle ride of September until a later day.

I put the day to good use though and entered a week of the newspaper index into the Archive Group database.  This is usually a straightforward if slightly boring job but this particular week was another matter entirely.  A conscientious data miner had come across the entry for the annual Langholm Cattle show of 1893 and had painstakingly transcribed the names of all the attending members and all the prizewinners (together with their farm or street) recorded in the newspaper report.  Since Ken had done his part of the bargain so well, I thought it only right to type them all in and so this single week had more entries than three normal weeks combined.  I took it in stages but I had it all done by tea time.

I managed to walk round the garden as well though.

The dead heading of the cosmos beside the front door has kept them in very good order…


…though Mrs Tootlepedal feels that it is almost time to let them go.

We had plenty of butterflies in spite of the breezy conditions, sometimes coloured and sometimes white…

butterflies…and sometimes both at the same time.


In between times, I provided Dropscone with a cup of coffee and a sympathetic ear.  Not only had he had a disastrous round of golf yesterday but his phone line was out of order as well.  He came round to use our phone to report the fault.

After he went,  I did some more archiving, battled with the crossword and then had lunch.

After lunch Mrs Tootlepedal went off to Edinburgh to see Matilda and I thought about a walk.  The weather looked rather threatening though so I stayed at home and sawed up quite a good number of logs from various bits of trees that have been culled over the summer by Attila the gardener.  It was fortunate that I had stayed in because a man came round to lay new flooring in the little downstairs room that will house our washing machine soon.

While he was at work, I cycled up to give a message from the telephone people to Dropscone and as a result of this an engineer will soon appear and mend everything (I hope).

The weather brightened up for a while so I nipped down to the riverside to see if I could get a picture of the many wagtails there.  Once again, there was no trouble spotting these little birds as there were six or seven on the shore or on rocks in the middle of the river but they are very small and lively so getting a shot was not easy. One or two bobbed up into the air not too far away from me.

I frightened this one off
This one had risen vertically from a rock (to catch an insect I presume).

I didn’t stay long and went back home to put in more of the newspaper index.

I had a break and another walk round the garden.

The green and white clematis is thriving
The green and white clematis is thriving

The Nigella has many stages.


A delicate seed head (probably dill) was swaying about beside the Nigella.

seed head

And a stocky lamium was well sheltered under other bigger plants.  It has flowered regularly over several months.


After I had finished the newspaper index, there was not enough time for a walk before I had to make my tea and then go off to Carlisle with Susan to play with our recorder group.  Our librarian Roy had an excellent selection in his music poke tonight and we played music written across many centuries and thoroughly enjoyed ourselves.

The biscuits afterwards were good too.

The flower of the day is the welcome reappearance of an almost white poppy in one of the few sunny moments of the day…


…and the flying bird is a herring gull making off down the Esk.

Herring gull flying

It is my general rule only to use photos which I have taken during the day in any post but just after I posted last night’s effort, Mrs Tootlepedal called me into the garage to show me a visitor.  I thought it deserved to figure in a post.


We left the door open and the hedgehog had gone back into the garden by morning.

Published by tootlepedal

Cyclist, retired teacher, curmudgeon, keen amateur photographer.

31 thoughts on “Proving the tooth of an old saw

  1. For just a few seconds after starting to read your post, I was flabbergasted. I had misread that Susan had ‘done’ the wild gardening!

  2. I always enjoy it when I come across “guerrilla gardening” – it cheers up the neighbourhoods. The vestige of pink on the poppy’s petals is wonderfully delicate.

  3. Your white poppy is very similar to our native white prickly poppy, although ours doesn’t have that little blush of pink. And the hedgehog! How wonderful that it came to visit. I’ve never in all my years seen one — which makes sense, since I just learned that they aren’t native to North or South America. Lovely photos, indeed!

  4. I looked that first photo over as well as I could, and I don’t see the little guerrilla doing any gardening, just a few pretty flowers. 😉

    I enjoyed the things that you saw and photographed while on your walk, especially the wagtails and the gull. But, I think that my favorite is the colored butterfly, it has unusual patterns in its wings.

  5. Beautiful photos of white cosmos, a white poppy, green and white clematis,a white butterfly and a black and white wagtail but the colourful nigella and the butterfly are my favourites. Have you named your hedgehog yet?

  6. A hedgehog visitor! Do you see many of them? So far, our nutria visitors have not returned to the shed, and I have cleaned it out as best I can. They had a fraternity party in there during their short stay. The only thing missing when the left were empty beer cans. Hopefully hedgehogs are not that rowdy.

  7. Oh, hedgehogs look like sweet little creatures. I’m glad one came to visit. Also, I have to say that the gull shot before it is simply wonderful. There is so much action going on in the water behind it. Great depth of field for an action shot.

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