Today’s guest picture comes from Lucie, one of my Canadian correspondents, who took this fine view of Lake Athapapaskow, a glacial lake in Manitoba, while on holiday.
It took us some time to come to terms with the fact that it wasn’t raining when we woke up but I recovered from the shock and got the fairly speedy bike out for the first time in September. I wasn’t sure how my legs would be feeling after a week off and as it was quite breezy with a threat of light rain, I rather cravenly decided to do a turn in my ‘outside gym’ and cycle up and down the four and a bit miles to Cleughfoot three times. This would give me the chance to bail out if the going got too tough.
It looked like a good decision when it started to rain just as I got to Cleughfoot on the first lap but I decided not to put on my rain jacket as that sort of thing only encourages bad weather and I was rewarded when the rain stopped before I started the second lap.
In the end, I managed the 27 miles quite happily and got home dry.
I didn’t take my pocket camera with me on the bike because of the threat of rain and although I took some pictures with my phone, they came out so badly that I couldn’t use them. I walked round the garden when I got back to make up for this.
There was plenty to look at.
I had a shower and some lunch and then we went out into the garden and I mowed the middle lawn but as it had started to rain, this wasn’t as much fun as it might have been and we went back in and sat down to watch a chunk of the Tour of Britain bike race.
When it stopped raining, I went out again and sieved some compost and dead headed some poppies but it started to rain again so I went back in.
After the bike stage finished, I checked the weather and headed out to the riverside for a short walk.
A dipper posed for me on the banks of the Esk…
…and Mr Grumpy gave me a stare at the Meeting of the Waters.
I spotted a goosander among the many ducks on the Ewes Water…..
…and another dipper below the Sawmill Brig.
In between watching all the birds, a good crop on a tree in the Clinthead garden made me stop and look.
I don’t know what they are. Some sort of crab apple perhaps? I found a variety called Malus Royalty which looked a possibility.
I would have taken many more really interesting pictures if the battery on my Lumix had not given up but I had my phone in my pocket and pointed it hopefully at a few more things as I went along the new path on the Castleholm.
I looked over the hedge into our garden as I got back. There is still quite a lot of colour but the leaves on the lawn make it look autumnal.
I had timed my walk well as I just had enough time to dead head the calendula before it started to rain again.
To be fair, the evening cleared up well and the day finished on a thoroughly good note when Mike and Alison appeared and Alison and I had a very cheerful time playing a selection of pieces, several of which sounded as though the composer would have recognised them without any difficulty.
No flying bird of the day or any substitute at all this evening. I will try to do better tomorrow.