Today’s guest picture comes from my sister Mary who visited Kew Gardens yesterday with my sister Susan. They went to the water lily house.
I had had a look at the weather forecast last night and as a result I had thought that an early start would be best for cycling. These sort of plans often turn out to be more theoretical than actual but today I managed to achieve my object and was off on my bicycle while Mrs Tootlepedal was still in the land of dreams.
I had an appointment with some coffee and treacle scones later on so I stuck to my standard 20 mile round trip to Canonbie and back. The wind was brisk but in a helpful direction, the sun was shining and my legs were in a good mood so I stuck to pedalling and didn’t stop for any pictures.
This left me with time for a walk round the garden before Dropscone arrived for coffee. It was a good morning to be out among the flowers, with plenty of gently sparkling colour….
…and some ‘in your face’ wow factor.
The peonies were at their best…
…and the Sweet Williams were dazzling.
The orange hawkweed was attracting insects….
…and the pond was rich in frogs.
I enjoyed the the effect of the surface tension of the water.
A young Rosa Goldfinch flower was almost perfect…
…and Mrs Tootlepedal enjoyed the waterfall of tropaeolum down the side of the yew.
I just had time to admire a white campanula….
…before Dropscone arrived for coffee.
He had been playing golf at Kelso yesterday but he had been afflicted by an appalling outbreak of shanking which had spoiled his day. (Shanking would spoil any golfer’s day to be fair.) As one who was been afflicted with the same disease in my playing days, I was able to offer a sympathetic ear to his troubles…..and enjoy his treacle scones at the same time. This eased the pain.
By the time that he left, the sun had gone too but it was still dry so I mowed the middle lawn, thinned out the abundant gooseberries on the gooseberry bush with Mrs Tootlepedal’s help and had another look at the flowers.
Even without the sun, they were still looking good.
The clematis at the back door is over but fortunately the climbing hydrangea is stepping to fill the gap.
I saw a little stem of Rosa Goldfinch which. showed neatly how the flowers turn from yellow to white as they mature.
A cotoneaster in the back bed was buzzing with bees but they were rushing around in such an excited fashion that I couldn’t get a picture of them so I settled for the flowers themselves.
I looked at three old friends….
…checked out the blue lupin which has reached the opening up stage…
…and went in to stew the gooseberries and make some soup for lunch.
And that was that.
I arranged to go for a walk with Sandy in the afternoon but shortly after lunch it began to rain and didn’t let up for ages so I did the crossword, put a week of the newspaper index into the Archive Group database and practised being a bass and in this way, managed to fill in the rest of the afternoon.
Without the sunshine, it turned into a rather cold and miserable day and Mrs Tootlepedal, who would have liked to be out in the garden doing useful things, got rather gloomy too. It didn’t feel like June at all.
Earlier in the morning, we had thought of going on an outing but it was just as well that we couldn’t think of anywhere to go.
On the plus side, the rock hard gooseberry thinnings turned out to be quite eatable when stewed…..and with a good splash of sugar added.
The forecast is for a much better day tomorrow and I hope that they have got that right as I am helping out on a guided walk and it won’t be much fun if it is raining.
The flying bird of the day is a single cotoneaster flower taken in the morning sunshine.