Today’s guest picture shows another of the modes of transport that Dropscone encountered on his holiday in Germany. I don’t think that he travelled on it though.
Our very welcome spell of good weather continued today, helping to dry the garden out after the recent rains.
I didn’t have time to get out before coffee because I had to wait in for a call from a computer company who had promised to sort out some problems arising from my internet provider terminating my email account (for commercial reasons of course).
The firm that has taken over my email hosting had made an appointment to ring me at 10.30 so I was agreeably surprised when they rang at 10.20. I was even more agreeably surprised when a nice young man solved my problems without any fuss or trying to sell me additional and unwanted services.
The first email that arrived within seconds of the opening of my newly set up mailbox was a bill from my energy supplier but then you can’t have everything.
Over coffee with Mrs Tootlepedal, I was able to watch a couple of dunnocks under the feeder. They are such muted birds that they often look out of focus even when they are quite well shot….
…or that is my excuse anyway. I am very fond of dunnocks.
After coffee, I went out and did some shredding as Attila the gardener has been busy and there was quite a pile waiting and then I had a walk round the garden.
The poppies and cornflowers continue to bloom but sharp eyed readers will notice a lot of dead heads in the picture above. The dead heading routine is a bit relentless but I counted about a hundred poppies still waiting to come out so it is worthwhile. I was not the only one to find the sunflower by the feeder attractive…
…and there was a pleasant hum all round the garden.
The dark astrantia is beginning to go over but it has produced some fresh but simplified flowers to keep it looking bright as it goes.
I mowed the grass round the greenhouse and then put the box on the good mower and mowed the middle lawn. It had been left longer than usual because I had put spot weed killer on some very intrusive weeds with the result that I took five boxes of cut grass off it instead of the usual one or two.
Still, the work was worthwhile as the weeds have been discouraged a fair bit and the grass looks healthy enough.
While I was outside, I did a bit more shredding, pointed the camera at the feeder…
…and did some more dead heading.
After lunch, we went out into the garden again and Mrs Tootlepedal called me over to look at the Michaelmas daisies. She was amazed by just how many bees there were on the flowers.
It is hard to give a really good idea of its how many there were but the sound of buzzing was deafening. I took a closer look.
Mrs Tootlepedal is using up our supply of sieved compost quite quickly so I tested out Bin D to see if it was ready for sieving yet. I got some usable material but the heap is too soggy after the recent rain for me to get a good return for the effort for the time being.
It was a little cooler than yesterday so I got out the fairly speedy bike and went off for a pedal up the Lockerbie road. It was lucky that I hadn’t realised how windy it was or I might not have gone. As it was, the wind blew me merrily along on the outward journey and made the ride home a real battle. When you are having to pedal full out to go 12 mph down a hill, you know that there is a fresh breeze blowing.
I had noticed that the rowan berries seemed to have been disappearing in a sporadic sort of way lately so I was pleased to catch some of the culprits at it when I got back from my ride.
There were several blackbirds at work.
There are plenty of berries left as it has been a spectacular year for rowans.
While I was out blackbird hunting, I cast a few looks back at the feeder. The sparrows were very busy there.
We are bit short of entertainment at present as all the cycling stage races are over for the year but we were able to drink our afternoon cups of tea out in the garden today and we agreed that sitting in the garden on a sunny afternoon is as good as, if not better than, watching cycle racing on the telly.
After seeing a bee looking very small on a big sunflower in the morning, I saw another been looking very large on a small cornflower in the afternoon.
It may even have been the same bee.
Courgette fritters once again graced the tea table and then while Mrs Tootlepedal went off to see a friend acting in a play at the Buccleuch Centre, I went off to our Langholm choir as I need all the singing practice that I can get.
We both enjoyed ourselves.
The flower of the day is a poppy with the added promise of more to come.
And the flying bird is another of the sparring sparrows seen against the background of the house wall instead of the garden.