Today’s guest picture comes from Dropscone and shows one of the greens on the golf course he was visiting last week in Spain. Tough conditions out there.
We had far from Spanish weather here today. It had rained heavily over night and it was still raining heavily when we got up. It continued to rain all morning and only stopped in the middle of the afternoon.
Under these circumstances, I was very fortunate to have the company of both Dropscone and Sandy for coffee. An additional bonus was the treacle scones that Dropscone provided for the occasion. Dropscone has been on holiday in Spain and Sandy in Portugal and they had both enjoyed excellent weather so the rain was a bit of a shock to their systems but they were bearing up bravely.
I put on some stout waterproof clothing after they had left and walked down to see how much of the rain had got into the rivers.
The Wauchope was flowing freely and the turtle in the Esk was learning how to swim.
Waterside birds were to be seen in spite of the rain.
The dipper was very busy but taking care not to be washed away and the gull was standing very still on its rather precarious rock perch.
I looked down the River Esk from the suspension bridge.
To say that our weather is changeable at the moment is a bit of an understatement.
I didn’t stay out long and went home and did the crossword.
Once the rain had eased off to a drizzle after lunch, I went out for a second look. The water had risen but we were far from a big flood…
…although the turtle’s need for swimming lessons seemed pressing.
I took the opportunity to visit a large crop of fungus on the bank of the Wauchope by the church wall.
They are related to a tree that had to be felled because it had become dangerous.
Nearby, seven goosanders were resting on the bank of the Esk. I couldn’t get them all in one shot so I settled for these three…
…and this one which had gone for a swim.
I had a look up the Wauchope from the Park Bridge…
…and then went home again and did some work on songs for both my choirs. I was concentrating hard on the music and was surprised when I turned to the window and saw that the sun was shining and the sky was blue. I shot out into the garden.
A young blackbird was taking advantage of the sunshine to have a bath in our pond…
…watched from on high by a starling.
I tried to contact Sandy with a view to going for a walk but when he didn’t reply (I found out later that he was busy at the Archive Centre), I went off by myself.
The sun went in almost as soon as I started out.
I visited the riverside. Just where the dam comes out into the Esk, I came across a dipper busy in the long grass beside the Esk.
I walked along to the Town Bridge and once again marvelled at the sound construction which has let it withstand this sort of pressure…
… since 1775.
I looked back down river from the bridge…
…and then walked over the bridge and onto the Kilngreen.
The Esk and the Ewes looked quite full when I got down to their level…
…but they were safely contained within their banks.
As I walked towards the Sawmill Brig, a heron flew past me and when I was on the bridge, I could see another dipper on the rocks below.
By the this time, the clouds had come back but I walked on, hoping that all the rain that was in the clouds had already been discharged.
I walked up the Lodge Walks and enjoyed the trees lining the walks and those on the Castleholm and lower slopes of the hill beyond the river.
I crossed the raging river by the Duchess Bridge…
…and got home without seeing a drop of rain.
In the evening, I went out to a Langholm Sings choir practice and enjoyed myself more than I thought that I would when I found that the songs were a bit easier to get right than I had feared. The “getting right” is still more potential than actual but then that is what practices are for.
I am hoping that the recent progression of rainy, sunny, rainy days will lead to tomorrow being sunny. It would be only fair.