Today’s guest picture comes from Dropscone’s recent walk. He met an old quarry.
It depends on how you look at things. If you catch my good side, I look pretty well undamaged. From the other side, I am still a mess but fortunately my good looks seem to be all that has been damaged as I was able to walk up to the town after breakfast and then go to the producers’ market to do some shopping without any trouble.
As far as I can see (which I admit is not very far because my good eye is a bit swollen), the only bad result of my careless moment is a stiff neck and a sore cheek so I count myself very fortunate.
I did think it wise to have a quiet day at home today and in this I was helped by some grey and drizzly weather which didn’t encourage frolicking about outdoors.
It left me with time to watch the birds and there were a lot of birds to watch today.
Chiefly goldfinches and siskins….
….but we had a visit from a brambling, the first I have seen in the garden this year…
…though Mrs Tootlepedal saw one earlier in the winter when I was out. I hope it comes again with some friends as bramblings are very handsome birds.
I was pleased to see two robins at the same time as they have been a bit scarce lately and I always worry that visiting cats may catch them as they robins seem to like walking about as much as flying.
The constant activity at the feeders led to some head to head confrontations.
I noticed a very brown blackbird….
…and in fact it was so pale and brown that I wondered if it really was a blackbird but I think that it is.
My favourite shot of the day was two goldfinches in the plum tree.
My afternoon didn’t go quite as well as I had hoped as I made the mistake of watching Scotland trying to play rugby. After a very promising autumn series, they reverted to type today and dropped the ball on every possible occasion.
Still, I had been able to purchase ample supplies of cod’s roe at the market in the morning so I cheered myself up with a large plate of my favourite food for tea. Fried lightly in a bit of butter and sprinkled with a little salt, there is no better meal to be had than cod’s roe.
Mrs Tootlepedal is bearing up as well as can be expected considering that she is living with a gargoyle and I was reminded of the poem that goes
There are others more perfect by far,
But my face I don’t mind it,
For I am behind it,
It is those in front that I jar.
This poem is often attributed to Woodrow Wilson, who quoted it a lot, but it was written by man called Anthony Euwer.
You can tell that I am bit bored.
The flying bird of the day is a goldfinch.