The guest picture of the day comes from a visit to Wakefield that my brother made a few weeks ago. The theatre there is a handsome but modest building as befits a down to earth town.
After some quite heavy rain overnight and a rather misty, murky morning, today turned into a very pleasant day. I might well have gone cycling after breakfast but I decided to postpone any decision about that until I had gone up to the Moorland Feeders where I was acting as a fill-in feeder filler for Sandy who is basking in the sun somewhere in the far south.
I was greeted by a rather grumpy pheasant who only got off the gate to let me through with the greatest reluctance.
I filled the feeders and found that it was warm enough to sit in the hide without a coat (which was just as well as I hadn’t bought one) and so I sat for a while and enjoyed the birds.
There were the usual suspects both big….
And one or two less usual things as well.
There was also a major fungus outbreak at the foot of a tree near the hide.
I made it home perfectly in time for coffee and then I decided not to go cycling again.
It was a great day to be out in the garden though so I went out into the garden.
I was pleased to see, along with the usual red admirals….
…that we had a small tortoiseshell in the garden as well.
These have been very scarce this year.
There was no shortage of bees and hoverflies (and smaller flies too) once again.
It is very gratifying to find that Mrs Tootlepedal has planted so many attractive flowers that the garden is filled with flight and sound on any vaguely sunny day.
Mrs Tootlepedal was busy developing her new plans for the middle lawn and flower beds and while she was working, she noticed that our silver pear tree had actually produced a few silver pears.
Nearby, a cotoneaster was much brighter.
The walnuts keep falling off the walnut tree, some of them assisted by jackdaws and crows like this one which was perched on the very top of the tree this morning.
Soon it was time for lunch and I decided not to go to Edinburgh with Mrs Tootlepedal to see Matilda this week.
After Mrs Tootlepedal drove off to catch the train at Lockerbie, I decided not to go cycling once again but I did get the slow bike out to deliver a message to Nancy, the Archive Group treasurer, with more cash from the Welcome to Langholm sales desk. They sell postcards, local history books and DVDs on our behalf.
Since I was on my bike, I continued along the waterside in the hope of seeing the dipper. It was not there but a goosander kindly took its place and posed for me.
It really was a lovely afternoon so I pedalled gently on across the Sawmill Brig and up the Lodge Walks.
My intention was to take another picture of the tiny fungi on a tree stump which I had seen on a recent walk but they had faded away almost to dust. I looked around and saw a wonderful display of more conventional fungi on a tree stump on the other side of the road.
I cycled gently home across the Castleholm and even on such a warm and sunny day, I could easily see why they had had to cancel our local agricultural show while we were away in Marseille. Putting my foot down incautiously while pausing to admire the view all too easily led to my whole foot and ankle disappearing into the glaur. It has rained a lot recently.
When I got home, there was still plenty of time for a trip to Canonbie (or even further afield) but once again I decided not to cycle.
Instead, I retired indoors, practised the awkward song for our concert on Saturday (and all the easier ones a swell) and then had a long relaxing bath followed by a snooze.
It had been hard making so many decisions during the day and I needed a rest.
However, I have got my asthma medicine properly organised again and hope to be a great deal perkier tomorrow.
At last, a traditional flying bird of the day. This was at the Moorland Feeders. I am looking forward to getting the garden feeders up again in the not too distant future.