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.
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.
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.
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.
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.