Today’s guest picture is a second look at the Chew Valley Lake by Venetia. It shows the surface of the water dotted with what she thinks is a vast quantity of coots.
We had one of those days today which are politely described as “changeable” but which might more honestly be described as utterly miserable.
To be totally fair, there was a sunny hour in the morning but as I was stuck in the Information Hub not giving information out, the sunshine was wasted on me. I had passed a colourful gutter on my way to the town centre….
…and enjoyed the poplars in the park as I crossed the suspension bridge…
…but by the time that I came home, the leaves had been swept up by the street cleaner and the rain had started again.
Two hours in the new information palace is a good deal better than two hours in the old hub. It is warm and comfortable and as you can see the Market Place through the window, there is always something to watch in a quiet moment.
Sandy came round with a cup of coffee which helped the time pass painlessly.
I took a quick look at the garden before I went in.
After lunch, Mrs Tootlepedal headed off for a visit to the council dump and I put a week of the newspaper index into the Archive Group database and then considered a walk. I had to go back up to the town to pay a bill so I texted Sandy to see if he would like an outing but he declined the opportunity.
He must have felt quite pleased about this decision as it started to rain as soon as I set out…
….but I stuck to my task and the rain relented after a while and I had a damp but pleasant stroll round the Castleholm and the Pheasant Hatchery.
In spite of the gloom, I snapped away as I went along.
The felled trees showed why they had had to be dealt with.
In spite of the low clouds, there was no shortage of sights to catch the eye.
The river had risen a lot after some heavy rain.
I looked over the manse wall as I got near home and enjoyed the sight of one of the minister’s more decorative friends.
Mrs Tootlepedal had got back by the time that I returned and had even had time to make some delicious scones. As it started to rain heavily again almost as soon as I got in, I was doubly pleased to be in the kitchen in these circumstances.
My flute pupil Luke came and we enjoyed some duets and then it was time for a quick tea. Mrs Tootlepedal went out to the Buccleuch Centre to see a ‘live’ presentation of Cosi Fan Tutti from the Royal Opera House and I waited for Sandy to pick me up to go to a Camera Club meeting.
The fact that the rain was coming down in buckets by this time might have accounted for a modest turnout at our meeting but if we were short on quantity, we weren’t lacking in quality at all and had a very good set of pictures to enjoy. As this was followed by tea, coffee and biscuits laced with good conversation, it was felt to be a worthwhile evening.
The flower of the day is a striking poppy….
…and the flying birds are a flock of the pheasants who would be well advised to learn not to fly up like that as people approach.