Today’s dramatic guest picture comes from my friend Sue who is on holiday in Greece. She visited the island of Hydra, just off the coast of the Peloponnese.
We had a not dissimilar day here today, the difference being about 10°C as it was decidedly autumnal in temperature in Langholm. I heard on the radio that this September has been one of the warmest on record which I can well believe but it is making our present more normal temperatures seem quite chilly.
On the plus side, the sun was out more or less all the time and there was only the smallest rain shower to upset the equilibrium later in the day.
I went out into the garden in the morning to enjoy the sunshine.
I watched the sparrows having fun at the feeder…
..and noticed one or two more chaffinches around. Perhaps they will start to come back now that I am filling the feeder again. Watch this space.
I had seen quite a lot of flying things on my first walk round the garden….
…so I when I had come back from getting my flu jab at the health centre, I put on the macro lens and went out again.
I took a look at the very last of the rowan berries. They should be gone by tomorrow.
I also enjoyed some moss and lichen on the elder tree by the feeder.
For some reason, Mrs Tootlepedal prefers trees with leaves on rather than moss and lichen so this may be the last year that I can enjoy this sight.
Mrs Tootlepedal borrowed my track pump and blew up the tyres on her town bike and went off shopping. She was rather a long time in coming back and it turned out that one of her tyres had actually blown up with a loud explosion on her way and she had had to walk a lot of the way home. On inspection, the tyre was rather worn out and had split.
After having lunch and checking that my arm was showing no reaction to the flu jab, I left Mrs Tootlepedal to go up to the town and buy a new tyre and tube and I went off for a pedal on the fairly speedy bike. I pumped my tyres up carefully before I left.
It was a good day for a pedal, even though there was quite a breeze blowing.
My legs were in a more co-operative mood than on my last outing so I went for a 27 mile circular ride, though still at a pretty leisurely pace.
I stopped for a look down the Esk when I got near Langholm on my way back.
Not much sign of autumn here yet.
When I got home, I put Mrs Tootlepedal’s new tyre and tube on her bike. The front tyre looks about as worn as her back tyre was so it may not be long before another replacement is due.
Before I had my shower, I had a look out of the kitchen window….
…and then I took another walk round the garden.
A sunny evening is perhaps my favourite time in the garden.
Mrs Tootlepedal is hard at it in the garden, taking out flowers that are over and preparing the ground for next year’s display. It makes me quite tired just watching her work.
In the evening, we went off to the Buccleuch Centre for the second time this week for another concert. This time we were privileged to enjoy listening to Phil Cunningham and Aly Bain, regular visitors to Langholm and in many people’s eyes, the two best musicians in Scotland.
They might be classed as ‘folk’ musicians but their work together on fiddle and accordion transcends such limiting boundaries and they provided us with a feast of good music by any standards. They were amplified but gently, they interspersed the music with a stream of hilarious reminiscences and observations and they provided a golden couple of hours of sheer pleasure to the capacity audience. No recording or video can properly capture the warmth of their live performances.
The flower of the day is a late blooming of an astrantia…
…and the flying bird of the day is the headmaster on an upward trajectory.