Today’s guest picture finally reveals Bruce’s horses in all their beauty. They are the Kelpies at Falkirk and well worth a visit if you haven’t seen them yet. They are huge.
Our spell of sunny weather continued and the drop in temperature continued too, with the thermometer struggling to get over 2°C today and a brisk northerly wind making it feel even colder.
I went for a short walk in the morning, wearing several layers of clothing but still feeling a chill if I was out of the direct sunshine.
I was pleased to come out of the woods beside the river and get onto the track…
…along the Murtholm fields.
The light was golden once again but the sun struggles just as much as I do to get up in the morning so we are living in a world of long dark shadows.
Still, some recent tree felling means that I got a much better view of Warbla as I walked along than used to be possible.
The strong sun and dark shadows make taking photos of ‘things’ difficult.
The contrast is too much as the two pictures from and of the Skippers Bridge show.
The lichen on the bridge parapet was easier.
There was plenty to choose from.
I climbed up the wooden steps from Skippers Bridge onto the old railway track and made my way home past an old oak…
…and the view from the Round House…
When I got home, I found that our new neighbour Irving had got someone to trim down the top of the holly tree at the end of his garden.
It still looks as though there is plenty of room for birds in it.
After lunch, we set off to drive (very carefully) to Lockerbie to catch the train to see Matilda and her parents.
As I was waiting on the platform (the train was a few minutes late as usual), I noticed the clocks on Lockerbie Town Hall. It is good to have several clocks to help you tell the time but it would be even better, I thought, if they both showed the same time.
The train journey was very smooth and comfortable and I took the time to shoot three shots through the window as we travelled.
At the top of Beattock summit, we pass through a perfect forest of windmills….
I read on the internet that there are over 200 windmills on this stretch of hills and there are few hills untouched.
A little further on, I saw a small amount of snow on the Tinto Hills.
We arrived safely in Edinburgh and were warmly welcomed by Matilda, who regards flash photography with justified suspicion.
However, she borrowed some dice from her father and we enjoyed rolling a couple and counting the total spots shown. She has promised to teach me the rules for shooting craps soon.
After some more play, Al and Clare and Matilda took Mrs Tootlepedal and me out to a very nice Italian restaurant on Leith Walk and treated us to a splendid joint birthday meal.
Feeling very well fed, Mrs Tootlepedal and I walked off a few calories on the way to the station and caught a very punctual train back to Lockerbie. As the thermometer was showing 0°C when we got to the car, we took a slightly longer but wider and smoother route home.
I failed to take a flying bird of the day and don’t have anything to put in its place. Oh the shame.