Today’s guest picture was sent to me by my daughter Annie. It is a puzzle picture to see if you can work out what film festival she is currently working at. (She was in Venice last week.)
We have had a few drizzly and gloomy days recently but today was a change. Far from drizzling, the rain was coming down in buckets and even looking out of the back door meant a soaking. Under the circumstances, I did my photographing through the kitchen window.
A clematis brightened up the view.
I took the opportunity to put another week of the newspaper index into the Archive Group database and have now cleared my personal backlog though Sandy, who has been doing most of the work recently, tells me there are plenty more weeks waiting to be put in. The forecast offers plenty more rainy days to come so progress should be made.
I also spent time on some singing practice as last night had showed me just how much work I needed to do after the summer break. I even got my flute out as well so the rain brought some good things into my life.
I made some vegetable soup for lunch and then Mrs Tootlepedal braved the elements and set off for Lockerbie en route for Edinburgh and a visit to Matilda and her parents. She told me later that the driving was more exciting than she would have liked with the ever present danger of aquaplaning on rain sodden roads. She got home safely though.
When she had gone, I settled down with a good conscience to watch the Tour of Britain and when it had finished, the rain had stopped too. It was still very windy so I settled for a short and sheltered walk.
I was surprised by how much the rain had swollen the Wauchope.
…but the paths were dry enough for walking and I hadn’t gone far before there was even a sign of blue skies…
…and glint of sunshine on the hill.
So naturally, I took a black and white picture of Stubholm.
I wasn’t short of refreshment as there were a lot of ripe brambles as I went along…
…and a full sized acorn as well (although the branch was swaying so violently in the wind that I couldn’t get a good picture of it).
I walked along the top of Stubholm bank and looked over the town towards Castle Hill.
I could see the spot beside the river where I often stand under the trees and try to catch wagtails flying.
When I got to the Buccleuch park, I visited a likely tree stump in search of fungi. I wasn’t disappointed.
The River Esk was up a bit but it wasn’t as full of water as the Wauchope had been so the rain must have been quite local.
I enjoyed this fine set of flower baskets just before I got home.
I had taken the liberty of putting a few fat balls out in a feeder while Mrs Tootlepedal was in Edinburgh and I was rewarded by a visit from a robin while I was getting ready to cook my tea.
It didn’t stay on the feeder for long but constantly flew up and down from the ring below…
…so I was pleased to catch it in a still moment.
A young blackbird sat on a pot below and weighed up its chances of getting on to the feeder…
…but it flew off without trying.
In the evening, Susan arrived and we went to Carlisle to play with our recorder group.
By the time that she drove us home, the rain had started again and the day ended in as miserable a fashion as it had started.
The flower of the day is a nerine, which has just come out under the bird feeder…
…and the flying bird is that robin just above it.