Today’s guest picture comes from our older son Tony. He thought he saw a Mad March Hare when he was out walking his dogs this morning. When he looked again, he realised that he had been stumped.
We had another springlike day today and once again, I was rather regretful because my fairly speedy bike was still at the bike menders.
Still, I cheered myself up by making some dropped scones and then entertaining both Dropscone and Sandy to coffee and scones. The scones weren’t as professional as Dropscone’s scones would have been but they were voted, “No too bad,” so that was praise indeed.
Our neighbour Hector, is going to build a fence between our properties as the present hedge requires a lot of clipping. He is a hard worker and set about removing the hedge first thing in the morning and he was finished in no time at all.
Mrs Tootlepedal was not unhappy to see the hedge go as it had a lot of holly in it and was very hard to handle. I was a bit sorry because it means less places for birds to lurk before visiting the feeder but Mrs Tootlepedal tells me that she will grow all sorts of good things against the new fence.
With all this activity, there weren’t many birds at all in the garden in the morning and this coal tit was the only one that I caught on camera.
At midday, I got out the slow bike and set out on a 15 mile circular ride down to Canonbie and back with photographic stops in mind.
I had hardly left the town when I made my first stop for a shy tree peeping over a hill.
I took a few more before I got to Canonbie but they didn’t come out well so the next one shows my route home up the Esk valley taken from the road down to The Hollows.
I usually use the old A7 rather than the main road to get home and my next picture literally shows the end of the road.
Luckily, as you can see, they have left a gap for a small cycle path to take us round the corner before we join the main road for the last mile down to Skippers Bridge.
I stopped on the cycle path and walked down to the river bank.
I liked it so much that I took another picture.
As I walked back up to the road, I noticed this little bridge…
…which takes the Gaber Gill under the main road. I have cycled over this bridge hundreds of times without ever noticing that I was doing so. I was pleased to add it to my collection of bridge images.
When I got home, I found Mrs Tootlepedal hard at work in the garden. After a light lunch, I came out to join her. While I had been out cycling, she had made me a set of mandarin jellies….
…so I was happy to be able to sieve some well rotted kitchen waste and fill up the compost bucket for her.
I am getting a bit addicted to crocuses…
…which are really enjoying our spell of good weather.
As are the bees which like the crocuses too.
Crocuses are available in other colours.
The white crocuses are so white that they posed quite a problem for the camera.
As the afternoon went on, the birds began to return to the garden and as I was a bit tired after cycling and composting, I was happy to spend a while inside looking out.
To begin with, there were a few siskins hanging about…
…but they and some greenfinches were soon heading for the seed…
…while a pair of goldfinches held a watching brief.
They were followed by chaffinches flying in all directions simultaneously.
I had planned to go for a walk with Sandy later in the afternoon but I was quite pleased when he rang up and called off and I took the opportunity to do some serious sitting down with the feet up.
In the evening my flute pupil Luke came and we did some work on breathing. I have been doing a lot of singing lately and it has helped my flute playing quite noticeably so I was trying to pass on some of the breathing tips that I have learned to Luke. Whether I was successful, only time will tell.
Once again the garden was full of the sound of frogs all day so here is the frog of the day….
…and here is the flying goldfinch of the day.
Mrs Tootlepedal is off to visit her mother for a week tomorrow so my posts make take on a slightly doleful air for a while.