The guest picture of the day comes from a visit to one of her her favourite spots in Regents Park by my sister Mary.
I had a very quiet day by design today. The weather was either windy or wet or both and we were going to sing in the local music festival with our Carlisle choir in the evening so it seemed ideal to make this a day of rest.
As a result, I entertained Sandy to a cup of coffee, put a week on the newspaper index into the Archive Group database, practised the songs and a little flute playing and did nothing more vigorous than poke my nose out into the garden a couple of times.
In between times, I did the crossword, made a pot of lentil soup and watched the birds.
There were plenty of birds to watch.
If that kicking doesn’t look too serious to you, the kicked bird certainly felt it.
I liked a chaffinch making itself look as big as possible to deter a siskin from attacking it.
But the siskins are well able to look after themselves when it comes to giving chaffinches a hard stare.
I noticed the very red chaffinch again today. A knowledgeable reader has told me that it is probably suffering from erythrism, a condition that turns feathers red.
The feeders needed refilling a couple of times during the day. I have used more seed this week than in the whole of last month…
…and most of it has gone to the siskins, though chaffinches and goldfinches have got a beak in here and there.
Away from all the aerial acrobatics, I was happy to see a resident robin again.
I am so fed up with my long standing internet provider that, because I had time hanging on my hands today, I was actually moved to put the process of changing to another provider in motion. In theory the process is smooth and simple but we shall see. I did get a really good offer though so if it does all go smoothly, I shall be a very happy chappy.
In the late afternoon, just as we were getting ready to go to Carlisle, the weather took a turn for the better and although it was annoying that it came at a time when we couldn’t make use of it, it was good not to have to drive to Carlisle in the rain.
The light was lovely when we got to our warm up place, just behind the Cathedral.
The competition was enjoyable and we did about as well as we could expect to do under an excellent substitute conductor. All the choirs were entertaining and it was no pain to sit and listen to the other eight. In the end, we came second out of the nine entries and as we all agreed that the choir who came first deserved to be the winners, we were quite pleased with the result.
Mrs Tootlepedal and I rewarded ourselves with a visit to the chip shop for a late snack on our way home.
We had seen a gritter lorry out on the road when we went down to Carlisle and the car thermometer showed 1° C as we came home so we are keeping our fingers crossed for flowers and tadpoles overnight. The forecast says that it is not going to freeze but in that case, why was the gritter gritting?
The flying bird of the day is one of the siskins.