Today’s guest picture comes from my brother’s current visit to the Lake District. He walked to the top of Blencathra on Tuesday and found himself in quite crowd.
We had another dry and occasionally sunny day today but the rude wind had returned so I was not unhappy to have plenty to do that didn’t involve cycling.
In the morning I went to a meeting of volunteers at the Welcome to Langholm office where we heard an interesting and well presented talk by a man from Strathclyde University about a website that is trying to better organise visitors from abroad who are interested in their family heritage. The idea is that they should inform us of their interests and desires before they arrive and we should inform them of our capabilities to meet their wishes before they have spent money coming to see something that perhaps is no longer there or meet people who cannot help them. It sounded like a good scheme.
I walked round the garden when I got home while Mrs Tootlepedal planted out the tulips that she had bought at Alnwick yesterday. She dug up some of this while preparing the ground…
….and wonders if some knowledgeable gardening reader could help her in identifying it. She fears it might be some sort of honey fungus.
I looked at the established tulips.
It was a degree or two warmer today and the tulips were looking good.
I saw an unexpected flash of yellow in a red tulip…
…which revealed itself as a sport as the morning went on.
The cowslippy things are loving the conditions.
…and the dicentra is doing well too.
I was pleased with that picture of the dicentra but even more pleased with the next one that I took.
Bees are always welcome in the garden.
It was a good day for seeing welcome things.
I went in to have lunch and was given a couple of hard stares by a blackbird and a chaffinch.
I don’t know what I had done to offend them.
The main business of the day was a trip to Edinburgh to visit Matilda and help her celebrate her third birthday. In honour of that momentous occasion, I am putting in three pictures of her taken today. One was taken by her mother in the morning on Portobello beach…
…and one by her father at the same venue.
…and I took the third as Mrs Tootlepedal and Matilda enjoyed the handsome butterfly wings that had been our birthday present to her.
Time simply flew as we played, sang and danced the afternoon away, though I will pass over the fact that the birthday girl wiped me out when we played Pelmanism. I have mastered dancing while sitting comfortably in a chair.
After tea with cake and candles, it was time for us to go home and once again the view from the top deck of the bus was very pleasant.
The flying bird of the day is a chaffinch winning the race to get to the feeder.
Matilda says hello and goodbye for today.