Today’s guest picture was sent to me by my Somerset correspondent, Venetia and is a timely reminder to me not to complain too much about the weather as it shows fields in Somerset under a good deal of water.
In spite of just saying that I wasn’t going to complain about the weather, I am.
We had a truly miserable day, just above freezing but with a ‘feels like’ of -3 or 4 degrees, not the ideal day for an Easter bank holiday. It was made all the more miserable by a constant drizzle of snow, sleet or rain which never let up. …but at least we weren’t flooded.
I spent the morning in the Welcome to Langholm Office, occasionally welcoming people and putting a couple of weeks of the newspaper index into the Archive database.
I spent the afternoon at home looking out of the window at this:
It was quite windy too but the birds surprised me by their toughness in heading for the feeders under these conditions….
…in big numbers.
At one time or another, we had goldfinches…
…who after a quiet start, got busy with arguments…
I found an enormous crossword to do and I also put some work into changing the energy suppliers for the Archive Centre and between these activities and looking out of the window and muttering in a surly sort of way, I passed the time.
In general, it wasn’t a day that was really worth dignifying by recording it in the blog at all so I will keep this brief.
It was actually quite hard to find a flying bird by itself today because there was so much traffic at the feeder so the flying bird of the day has a friend in the background.
It says it is going to rain for almost all of the next two days: time for some serious flute and singing practice I think. At least it is going to get a bit warmer.