Today’s guest picture shows a fine waterfall visited by Dropscone and family on his Skye holiday.
In spite of a forecast of rain, we had yet another dry, cool day with a brisk wind until the evening. I should have gone cycling (my neighbour Ken did 40 miles in the morning) but I was feeling lazy so I had a cup of coffee with Sandy instead
After coffee, I combined doing the crossword with some lawn mowing and compost shredding and occasionally looking at the birds.
I had yet another go or two at photographing the rosemary.
The slightly different colours reflect the fact that I tried with two different cameras.
I did some deadheading too and looked at flowers as I went round.
The chilly weather means that daffodils and tulips are still our staples but I was pleased to see a butterfly although I couldn’t get a very good picture of it. It was struggling to get enough warmth to fly.
Mrs Tootlepedal was in Attila the Gardener mode and started on giving our topiary chicken a very severe haircut after lunch so I had plenty of clippings to put through the shredder.
I had to stop though when Sandy reappeared for a prearranged outing.
We went up to the Moorland bird feeders at the Laverock Hide in the hope of seeing something interesting. We did see a couple on unusual sights. A hare ran across the clearing right in front of the hide and a goshawk made a pass up the clearing and then flew across it later on. All three of these events were good to see but unfortunately too quick for catching on camera.
One thing we couldn’t miss was the male pheasants….
…strutting around and pestering the females. Some of the females were chased about on the ground and got rather ruffled while others took to the trees to escape unwanted attention.
Of course there were plenty of small birds to see too.
After the goshawk had thoroughly cleared the clearing for the second time, we gave up and went down to the Castleholm to see if the nuthatches were at the nest by the bridge.
Two were to be seen. One arrived at the tree and flitted from branch to branch before perching and singing furiously.
It flew off and almost immediately, another nuthatch emerged from the nest hole, gave a backward glance….
…and flew off.
After a moment or two the first nuthatch returned with something in its beak…..
…which it dropped into the nest hole without entering and then it too flew off and all was quiet.
We waited for a bit and then the call of teatime became too insistent and we left.
We did see some promising bluebells on our way to the nest….
..and some fine primroses on our way back to the car.
…as well as any amount of attempted growth on the trees.
There had been a lot of waiting for some indifferent bird pictures but seeing the nuthatches and goshawk had made the outing worthwhile.
When I got home, the formerly plump chicken….
…had been reduced to this….
…by Attila but she is hoping that the end result will be a slimmer and better looking bird. Think of it as a work by Brancusi meanwhile.
A little sunshine had arrived rather late in the day and it lit up a tulip for me….
…before I went in for my tea.
In the evening, Mike and Alison came and Alison and I played music in a style which fairly accurately reflected the lack of practice opportunities for us both during the preceding week.
It is the London Marathon on Sunday and while we talking about it after playing, Mike revealed that he had run no less than seventeen marathons in his younger days. Mrs Tootlepedal and I were very impressed indeed. We knew he had run several marathons but had no idea that he had done so many, quite a few in under three hours, a very respectable speed indeed.
The flying bird of the day is a goldfinch about to give a siskin a hard time.
21 thoughts on “Seen and gone”
Another lovely backlit tulip. And I’d say that chicken has met its match in Attila! I’m sure there’s a vision behind the trim but if I tried anything remotely like that, all I would do is kill the plant.
She is giving it lots of TLC to try to make sure it recovers.
I’m very interested in the story of Mrs T’s topiary work.
Those are good macros of the tiny rosemary flowers.
I remember the bluebells from last year and I’m looking forward to seeing vast numbers of them again.
I’m also looking forward to seeing the new, slimmer chicken.
We are getting excited by thoughts of swathes of bluebells.
That is a very bald chicken! The back-lit tulips are lovely and so are the primroses.
The clump of primroses was in outstandingly good condition.
Crikey that chicken is well and truly plucked! Well done on capturing the butterfly. They are going to have a miserable time this coming week.
Yes, we are being offered frosts.
Loved the nuthatches.
Look forward to seeing the chicken when it has recovered.
What an energetic neighbourhood you live in! Look forward to seeing the chicken when its feathers have grown a bit. That pheasant is a handsome bird and knows it. Love the rosemary photos.
The pheasant had an air of Nigel Farage about him, I thought.
Great Nuthatch photos. The chicken is a leap of faith but I’n sure Mrs T is equal to the challenge.And braver than me – I’m still in the thinking stages of a major hedge prune. 🙂
Go for it. Hedges are very resilient.
True. I’ve done it before and it came back. I’m just lacking confidence at the moment. 🙂
You may have some reason for that.
That chicken shows Mrs. T’s vision, resolve, and courage. But the poor thing! It looks a bit like a sheep after shearing.
And we are due a spell of chilly weather too. Poor thing.
The Emperor Pheasant is looking in good form. The females do look a bit harried. I looked up Nigel Farage. Yes, there is some resemblance in the photos. 🙂