Today’s guest picture is another from Venetia’s trip to Spain. She passed through El Rocio in Andalucia and discovered that it is the ‘Town of the Horse’.
We had another dry day today, with lighter winds but no sun in the morning.
This made the morning cycle ride round my customary Canonbie circle a slightly chilly affair and I only stopped for one picture. It shows the end of the road….
…more literally than metaphorically. It was at this point that a landslip in the early 1980s on what was then the main road between Carlisle and Edinburgh caused the transport authorities to decide to build a new Canonbie by-pass and leave the old road to pedestrians and cyclists. As a result, 30 years later, I have a quiet route to cycle along. It is an ill wind….
I was feeling a bit old and tired shortly after I passed the landslip and was struggling to make good speed. I put it down to old age but stopping to clear the accumulated gunge between the mudguard and my front tyre had a wonderfully rejuvenating effect. The collection of soggy mud and fallen leaves which I had picked up on my way turned out to be acting as a brake on my progress and clearing it off left me speeding home with a blithe heart.
When I got home, I had a quick look round the garden.
The front lawn was looking very stripy after yesterday’s attack by the mower….
…but you can see the marks where I had to dig my feet in to push the mower over the moss. It can rest now until spring when the battle to grow a few blades of grass among the moss will begin again.
I have stopped dead heading the poppies but there are still quite a few ready to appear.
The pale poppies with the pink and red fringes are the most striking but I have a great liking for the more sober varieties too.
There was quite a bit of buzzing….
…and at the last minute the sun came out and let Crown Princess Margareta really shine.
We couldn’t stop to enjoy the sunshine as we had to drive off to Lockerbie to catch the train to Edinburgh to see Matilda and her parents. The drive and the train journey were enhanced by the sun and it was still sunny as we waited for the bus in Edinburgh…
…but I couldn’t help but have a sneaking feeling that all that sunshine was being wasted a bit.
Still, it was delightful to see Matilda and her parents and as we also got a jolly good meal, partly cooked by Mrs Tootlepedal in advance and partly cooked by Clare and Al, we thought the visit was well worth while.
The trip home was uneventful (a good thing) and we arrived home tired but happy. It was a clear night when we got home and we are looking forward to a rather chilly morning tomorrow.
While I was having lunch before going to Edinburgh, I put the camera up at the kitchen window and waited for something interesting to arrive. The tousled blue tit obliged.
I got an opportunity to show that it can fly perfectly well.
More regulation blue tits were available too.
Chaffinches arrived at regular intervals…
…kept on coming…
…though sparrows could be seen deep in thought as well.
I finally caught a chaffinch far enough from the feeder to make it into the flying bird of the day.