Today’s guest picture comes from my sister Mary who found plenty of sunshine when she went to visit the Limehouse Cut Canal a couple of days ago.
We had some pleasant sunshine here today as well but as it came with a brisk and chilly north wind, I thought it better to go for walk after making a venison stew for the slow cooker rather than venture out on my bike. I have had a bit of a froggy throat for a few days and with a choir practice coming up in the afternoon, it seemed more sensible.
After my walk with Sandy up to the monument on Friday, I headed for the opposite side of the valley today and walked up Warbla.
I kept an eye out for fungus and lichen at the start of my walk and saw both.
There is some autumn colour left….
…but there are more leaves on the ground now than on the trees on general.
I wasn’t following a yellow brick road as I climbed up the hill but I did have an emerald green grassy track to guide me to the summit…
…and plenty of views if I needed an excuse to catch my breath for a moment.
It wasn’t as windy and cold as I feared it might be when I got to the top of the hill and I stopped for a while and had a good look around.
Larches lightened up a wood on the far side of the river.
There was a mixture of sunshine and cloud and I enjoyed this view of the monument just catching a bit of the sunshine.
There was a well sheltered spot below.
And the play of light and shade up the Ewes valley was good to see, both in close up…
…and in the wider view.
In spite of the chilly wind, I found myself in company at the top of the hill.
There was no question as to who was the king of the castle but they all had fun.
I left them them to it and walked back down the track until I dropped down the side of the hill and into the Wauchope valley.
I often cycle along the road in the picture and you can that it is very well sheltered which is why I use it as my outdoor gym on very windy days.
The hawthorns in the foreground are very bright and cheery with their red berries but as you can see most of the other trees are bare now.
One good thing about this is that it gives me a better chance of taking bridge pictures.
A cow took a dim view of me as I walked past when I got to the road.
After a last picture….
…I arrived home just as Mrs Tootlepedal got back from singing in the church choir.
She got to work on her path and I enjoyed the flowers.
There are fewer every day but the survivors are still looking good.
Then it was time to go in and have lunch and, of course, to set up the camera at the kitchen window.
In spite of the sunshine, or perhaps because of the sunshine, there weren’t many birds about today and they were coming and going to the feeder for very quick visits so I didn’t get much satisfaction.
A neat blue tit did arrive.
After lunch there was time for more work on the path and I did a bit of slightly pointless dead heading and was impressed with the hardy nature of a red admiral butterfly which was haunting the dahlias but unfortunately not posing for pictures.
Soon it was time to go to Carlisle and sing. My croaky throat just lasted the course but I will need to find some soothing mixture for it tomorrow.
The forecast is for slightly frosty weather overnight but then a return to warmer nights again so it will be interesting to see what survives in the garden.
The flying bird of the day is a chaffinch, concentrating hard as it approaches the feeder.