Today’s guest picture was sent to me by my sister Mary, who was on the Unite for Europe March yesterday (as was my sister Susan). It was rather mentally dislocating to see this peaceful and sunny picture after the recent events nearby.
We had our third consecutive day of beautiful weather here and we are having to try very hard not to get too used to this sort of thing as it can’t possibly last.
It was such a good morning that I didn’t spend any time making a meal for the slow cooker while Mrs Tootlepedal went off to sing in the church choir but got out on my bike instead. Once again, I had to wait until the morning had warmed up a bit but considering that the clocks had jumped forward an hour during the night, I was quite pleased to get out as early as I did.
My route was extremely dull, being straight down the main road for 15 miles and then straight back again so I didn’t take my camera but I did use my phone to catch a tree at my turning point.
The Sunday morning ride is usually very peaceful but for some reason there was a steady stream of traffic going south today and this made the trip less enjoyable that normal so I was happy to get home. I had hoped to do the 30 mile trip in under two hours but a freshening crosswind on my way back meant that I missed my target by three minutes. On the plus side, the thirty miles took me over 1000 miles for the year which is a notable landmark.
Mrs Tootlepedal was busy in the garden when I arrived and I got out my camera and had a walk round.
The crocuses have enjoyed the three warm days and were putting on a good show…
…after looking as though they were completely over earlier in the week.
In the pond, the warmth has caused the weed to grow a lot…
…but there was enough space for a mass of wriggling tadpoles…
…who seemed to be blowing bubbles under the surface. I have never seen foam like this before and can’t decide whether it is a good or a bad sign of tadpole health.
The grape hyacinths are making a little progress…
…although the planned river of blue is still the merest trickle.
The euphorbias are growing bigger every day.
…but so is the moss on the lawn. I did mow a bit more of the middle lawn but there are spots when a blade of grass is hard to find.
I went in and looked out.
We had a light lunch and then, after a quick run through one of the songs for out Carlisle choir, we set off for a bit of shopping and the weekly choir practice.
The practice was fun but hard work, as we are going through a couple of songs where if you are singing an A, there is bound to be someone else singing a B in your ear. Still, we did get praise from our conductor for having obviously done home practice so that was very satisfactory. More is required though.
It was such a lovely day, that we took a roundabout route home. We passed a pub in Rockcliffe and called in to see if we could get a meal as there wasn’t one ready in the slow cooker at home. We had forgotten that it was Mothering Sunday though and the pub told us that they were on their third session of people taking mum out for a meal already and if we hadn’t booked, we were too late.
We consoled ourselves by walking past the village church…
…and down onto the water meadow beside the River Eden. It is a beautiful spot on a sunny evening.
The River Eden floods so the church is placed on a handy hill…
…and the bank below it was covered in pretty primroses.
Mrs Tootlepedal was much struck by the roots of a tree fixed into the rocks beside the track to the church.
There must be the makings of a ghoulish fairy story in the manner of the Grimm Brothers there.
We drove home and enjoyed a fry up for our tea. Not quite as good as a meal out but quite tasty all the same.
The flower of the day is a chionodoxa, smiling back at the sun…
…and the flying bird is a chaffinch.
23 thoughts on “Another song cycle”
Well done my London friends Mary and Susan, and indeed Olive and anyone else of whom I’m not aware. Yesterday I wore a T-shirt inscribed , ‘Don’t blame me, I voted remain’ in solidarity, though truth to tell I bought it so that I can dare show my face in Sicily next month.
Not a bad idea, I would say.
That first tree looks as if it was bowing gracefully to you in honour of the 1000 miles cycled.
Congratulations on the 1,000 miles, and the bumper crop of tadpoles. We showed our solidarity with Europe by taking my sister out for pizza on our way back from Ely.
Congrats on your 1000 miles! The roots of those trees by the church do look quite eerie. With that many tadpoles, are you going to have just many frogs??
It is always a mystery where the tadpoles go. There are never frogs in the the pond in autumn and yet they always come back in spring again. They may form a part of some bird’s diet.
Maybe Mr Grumpy’s?? 😉
We haven’t had him in the garden for a few years now.
It’s nice to see the flowers, especially the hillside full of primroses.
Those are steep cliffs along the water meadow. It looks like you could get quite close to the edge without realizing it.
The tree roots are amazing. They were determined to find soil.
There is no path along the top as far as I know so I can’t say how treacherous the cliffs might be.
Such beautiful sights! I have been away from reading posts lately but am delighted with the Spring photos! So idyllic!
I am glad that you found something to enjoy.
Love those tree roots 🙂
They were amazing.
A beautiful day…and a fry up too. Bliss 🙂
Delightful pictures of the church and river Eden. Sorry you missed your meal out, but the fry up sounds good.
Quite a Mothering Sunday treat to see the views over the river and that lovely church. Congratulations on your 1000 miles – a good fry up is a well deserved reward for all your cycling and photo achievements!
The church is very pretty, I agree. The fry up was a reward for not having done proper cooking so it was a bit questionable even though it was enjoyable.
I enjoyed the captions under the bird-feeder photos! The views of the Eden and its water meadows are very fine and those chionodoxas…!
I was pleased with the chionodoxa picture as they are a bit tricky to get right.
A beautiful wriggling mass of tadpoles! The tree roots were an interesting find. Root scan be rather goulish. I’ve always love the story of the apple tree that ate Roger Williams.
An astonishing number of tadpoles! Cool tree roots, too.