Today’s guest picture comes from my friend Bruce, who is on the island of Arran where he visited the Blackwater Foot harbour. A harbour, a bridge and a waterfall in one shot is very good value.
We had a lovely sunny morning. This was a great joy after such a gloomy day yesterday but, as is the way in life, I had to spend it sitting in the Welcome to Langholm office putting data into the Archive Group newspaper database and welcoming only two visitors to the office, both of whom were locals.
As I left to walk home, a light drizzle appeared as if by magic.
Still, it was a lot better than yesterday and the drizzle soon faded away and let me mow the greenhouse grass and Mrs Tootlepedal hang the washing out. Almost as soon as the washing was on the line, it started to rain again. How we laughed.
Once again, it was only teasing and the washing dried in time and I was able to finish the mowing and enjoy the garden.
The ornamental strawberry has been flowering for ages. It is very good value.
The return of the sunshine brought a crowd of butterflies with it.
Now that the buddeias are almost over, the Michaelmas daisies are the flower of choice for the discerning Red Admiral.
Butterflies seem to be able to cope with quite a bit of damage to their wings.
The butterflies had to share the Michaelmas daisies with bees and hoverflies and the whole clump was literally buzzing.
A peacock butterfly was making the most of the very last of the buddleia flowers.
At the other end of the garden, different butterflies were to be found on the dahlias.
That was the first small tortoiseshell I have seen since one in July and as that was the only other one to visit us this year, this one was very welcome.
Nearby, a clump of dahlia flowers looked around for customers but only one hoverfly found them attractive..
I moved on and admired the poppies….
…who looked grateful for the sunshine.
After a last look at the tropaeolum, looking redder than ever if that is possible…
…I went inside to put some cycling gear on….
….and it started to rain.
Once again, it was a tease and by the time that I was ready to go, the rain had stopped again. Just to make sure that it wouldn’t start up while I was out cycling, I put on a heavy rain jacket and that kept it dry while I cycled 27 miles in my ‘outdoor gym’.
It was pretty windy and I had to battle quite hard to get up the road but, of course, that meant an easy roll back down again.
When it is windy, I tend to keep my head well down to improve the aerodynamics while cycling into the wind so I didn’t see much on the way out and on the way back, I was often going too fast to stop in time when I did notice something so it was a quiet ride photographically.
I did stop to check on the sloes near Cleughfoot which I had seen looking a bit scabby early last month…
….and they were still looking scabby now….
…though there was fairly healthy looking fruit as well.
At my turning point, I was pleased to see that the farmer had his barn well stocked….
…though less pleased to see the black clouds looming up behind it.
They came to nothing though and the sun continued to do its best….
…to help me to ignore the brisk northerly wind.
In May, I had stopped to admire the hawthorn blossom on the road back to Langholm…
…and today, I stopped to admire the berries.
When I got home, I enjoyed a cup of tea and a dainty biscuit with Mrs Tootlepedal and Mike Tinker and then, after a shower, it was time for a visit from Luke for a flute lesson.
He has been practising so the lesson went well.
I hope to be in a better position to make use of a promised sunny morning tomorrow than I was today.