Wool gathering

Anstruther rocks

Today’s guest picture comes from our older son Tony.  He was working at Anstruther, on the north coast of the Firth of Forth today and took time off to admire the coastal rocks.

Anstruther rocks

Mrs Tootlepedal spent a lot of the day visiting the Woolfest at Cockermouth with friends.  The Woolfest is what it says on the tin, a festival of wool….and sheep and lambs and alpacas and anything that you can think of to do with wool.  She had a good time.

I had a good time in her absence as Dropscone came round with treacle scones and a cheery mood because he had played a very good round of golf at Galashiels yesterday.

Before he arrived, I went up to the town to pay a bill and then walked round the garden.  It had rained earlier on and everything was wet.

A day lily had unwisely decided that this was the day to come out.

day lily
It was wet.

In fact several day lilies had decided this was their day….

day lily

…and they were wet too.

The butter and sugar iris was wet….

butter and sugar iris

…and so was the rose Wren.

rosa wren

But in spite of the damp, they all looked pretty cheerful.

After Dropscone left, the weather didn’t look very promising so I made a pan of potato soup for lunch and hoped that the weather would improve.

I was just getting ready to go out after lunch when it started to rain very heavily so I stayed in and put a week of the newspaper index into the Archive Group database.  Rain is very good for motivating me to do the archive work.

When I finished the week, I did a bit of dead heading and was thinking of going out for a walk but the weather looked alternately quite promising and very threatening and the muggy conditions weren’t making me feel very active so I abandoned thoughts of a walk and mowed the front and middle lawns as quickly as I could, took a few more pictures and went in.

I saw a lot of white.

sweet william
A bit surprisingly to me, this turned out to be a Sweet William and not a pink  Mrs Tootlepedal says that they are closely related.

Things were still a bit wet.

Philadephus
This is another Philadelphus
Rose Bobbie James
The first of many blooms on the rose Bobbie James
rose goldfinch
I was wrong to say that the Goldfinch couldn’t get any more blooms on a stem
Feverfew
Feverfew
Hydrangea
The Hydrangea against the wall of the house. The outside flowers are sterile. The bit in the middle is the working part.

And a bit of red.

The first flower on a newly planted Fuchsia.

Fuchsia

And I hope to get better weather to have another look at this spirea.

Spirea

I was still thinking about – but not going on – a walk when Mrs Tootlepedal arrived back so I had a cup of tea with her instead.

After that, the midgies came out so being outside was less attractive and I only went out for long enough to pick a few strawberries and take two final pictures.

coral peony
The last coral peony
dutch iris
The Dutch irises are enjoying the weather.

I kept on thinking that I might do something active but I never quite managed it and in the end it was lucky that we had a concert at the Buccleuch Centre to go to or I might have let the day collapse into nothingness.

The concert was very enjoyable. It was given by the Scottish Chamber Orchestra and they provided a very cheery programme for us.  It started with Mendelssohn’s Italian Symphony and this was followed by two charming ‘Sentimental Romances’ by a Swedish  composer called Stenhammer where the conductor acted as violin soloist as well as leading the strings of the orchestra.

In the second half, the orchestra leader, Benjamin Marquise Gilmore and one of the double bass players,  Nikita Naumov gave us the Gran Duo Concertante for violin and double bass by Bottesini.  This piece was an opportunity for showing off some virtuoso skills by both the soloists.  If you get the chance to hear Nikita Naumov play the double bass, take it.

The concert finished with the Haffner Symphony by Mozart and that rounded off a most delightful evening.

The flying bird of the day is a young blackbird sitting on the fence after I surprised it when it was trying to get at the strawberries.  It wasn’t happy.

blackbird

 

Published by tootlepedal

Cyclist, retired teacher, curmudgeon, keen amateur photographer.

19 thoughts on “Wool gathering

  1. It’s nice to see the feverfew. I haven’t seen any in a long time.
    That’s a nice shot of the climbing hydrangea blossoms, and not an easy one to get. I think its flowers are even smaller than grape flowers.
    The butter and sugar iris is a real beauty.

  2. Raindrops on any flower—not just roses—are so pretty. Had to look up where the Firth of Forth was. That’s quite a name! And potato soup. Yum! Do you blend it after the potatoes are cooked?

  3. I like the shot of the disheveled wee blackbird. For a small community, Langholm hosts a very full slate of concerts and other cultural events – lucky you.

    1. We are fortunate. Local charities are generous in their support of the Buccleuch Centre and an army of volunteers help the paid staff to keep it running.

  4. The flowers look beautiful in the rain. We are entering our hot and dry phase here, and it won’t be long before I miss the wet and cool days of spring.

    Poor blackbird youngster, foiled in an attempt at taking strawberries! You have captured his disappointment expression well. 🙂

  5. I would say that it was a fine day even if the weather wasn’t. Every one needs a day of leisure now and then, and the concert that you went to sounds like one that I would love.

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