A wet welcome home

harpsichord

Today’s guest picture comes from my sister Susan who tells me that she recently went to hear a performance of Bach’s Goldberg Variations, all 30 of them. They were played on this magnificent instrument.  She said that it sounded as good as it looked.

harpsichord

This is today’s post today.  (Mercifully few pictures after the glut from Keswick.)

I had a quiet day, partly put of choice and partly because it rained a lot.

I had to get ready for the return of Mrs Tootlepedal from the deep south so I made a sauce for a spaghetti in the slow cooker, prepared a loaf of bread in the breadmaker, did a load of washing and tidied up the kitchen a bit.

I went out into the garden and sieved some compost, dead headed anything I could see and hoped that I hadn’t killed too much in  the greenhouse.

I meant to take some pictures of poppies while it was still dry but I left it too late and things were a bit depressed by a rain shower by the time that I got the camera out.

white poppy
This poppy had looked beautiful an hour earlier.
white poppy
Battered but unbowed
white poppy
There was one still able to attract a friend.
poppy
This one was sheltered by other plants

The dahlias are not doing well which is a pity as they were very good last year and we were hoping for another good show.

dahlias

Mrs Tootlepedal was a bit gloomy when she saw how little they had progressed while she was away.

Even the Japanese anemones, which are well sheltered by the walnut tree, are looking rather less than joyous.

Japanese anemones

We could really do with a spell of dry and warm weather or the summer flowers will just give up altogether.

In spite of the rain, my personal sunshine arrived on the train safely at Carlisle and I picked her up and drove her home.

The garden looked in a sad state and although it was more the fault of the weather than mine, I couldn’t help feeling rather guilty about the whole thing.

Still, the spaghetti sauce was very tasty so it wasn’t all doom and gloom, even if I had managed to deal the Sweet William seedlings in the greenhouse a mortal blow.

 

 

Published by tootlepedal

Cyclist, retired teacher, curmudgeon, keen amateur photographer.

16 thoughts on “A wet welcome home

  1. Glad to hear that Mrs T. Is home. We enjoyed catching up with her at lunchtime. Sorry the garden was a bit disappointing but even you cannot control the weather.

  2. Too much rain is not good. But how wonderful Mrs. T. is back. And a tasty spaghetti sauce will brighten any day.

  3. Pleased that Mrs Tootlepedal has returned safely home from birthday celebrations. Hopefully the sun will start to shine for longer periods now so that everyone can get their gardens sorted and enjoy the rest of the summer. Those poppies still look lovely.

  4. Welcome home, Mrs. Tootlepedal, and a Happy Birthday to her mother.

    So far only a few clouds have arrived over here, but none of them has rained. 🙂

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