Today’s guest picture is another from foreign parts. Dropscone is on holiday in Majorca and was impressed by the efforts to keep the sea at bay there.
We had another lovely day here. I don’t want to sound ungrateful because we have enjoyed the spell of good weather immensely but getting it so early in the year, may well mean that we will have to wait a long time for another good spell to come along. In the meantime we may not be as pleased to see normal late spring weather as we would have been if we hadn’t had this misplaced burst of summer.
Still it is very welcome while it is here. Mrs Tootlepedal’s river of blue is coming along…
…though it is not easy to capture on camera. The sharp eyed will just be able to make the hyacinths out in front of the daffs.
The area for the new bench was smartened up and dead on cue the new bench arrived…
…and by happy coincidence, a lady bearing gifts of plants for Mrs Tootlepedal’s garden turned up at just the right time to give the new bench a test.
It was decided that it was a fraction too high and the bench maker promised to return and cut a bit off the bottom of the legs.
All the same, it was quite suitable for Mrs Tootlepedal and I to sit on while we drank our morning coffee and I was pleased to see that the dicentra beside the bench was acting as a bee magnet.
It had attracted a very big bumble bee.
Mrs Tootlepedal has been busy in the garden and I found that she had planted out one of the corydalis from the pots by the greenhouse. She had found a good spot.
The sun has brought on the tulips and there is colour on all sides.
This was my daff of the day.
I had a look for tadpoles in the pond and for life on the dam and found both.
A little pond skater cast a big shadow!
On the front lawn, a blackbird found a juicy worm…
…and having found it, disappeared into our holly bush. As it went in, another came out and the in and out traffic continued so it looks as though there must be a nest in there. We await developments.
I took advantage of the dry conditions to mow the middle lawn again and the battle against the moss is progressing quite well but as rain is forecast for tomorrow, I am not counting any chickens yet.
With all the action in the garden, there was not much time to watch the birds and there weren’t many birds to watch but I was pleased to see a goldfinch in the plum tree…
…not least because I could see some growth on the plum tree too.
In the garden, I sieved a little compost and I am now getting near the end of the material in Bin D so another compost shifting process will start soon.
After an early lunch, Mrs Tootlepedal and I put the last of the new veg beds into place. Some delicate work with the spirit level was required.
The slightly narrower beds and the consequently wider path between them should makes things easier for the gardener.
After we had finished the bed, we sat on the bench again and I felt bold and thirsty enough to try drinking a mug of Mrs Tootlepedal’s ginger and ginseng infusion which comes in a standard teabag.
After drinking it, I found myself strangely serene and at the same time somewhat stimulated but curiously with no great desire to try the stuff again.
Under the influence of the concoction, I put on my cycling shorts for the first time for many months and went off for a gentle pedal round my customary Canonbie circuit. It was so warm and sunny by this point that I had to apply some sun blocker to my peely-wally limbs before setting out and I certainly needed it, as it was pretty warm in the sun. I had to keep drinking even on a short ride.
As the forecast suggests that the temperature is going to drop ten degrees and it it is going to rain at some point in every day to the end of the month, I enjoyed the warm sunshine today a lot.
I was in no hurry. Indeed my legs made it plain that I couldn’t have hurried even if I had wanted to so I had time to stop and look around.
I had noticed on a previous ride that if the sun was in the right place, it picked out the house beyond the central arch of the Liddle Viaduct and so it proved today.
Yesterday it was celandines and today it was anemones.
I stopped on Canonbie Bridge to see how the willow flowers were getting on. They were pretty well over but beside them, a new flower was sprouting. I think that this is an ash tree.
I stopped on Hollows Bridge to see if I could persuade myself that I could see green leaves on the trees beside the river.
I could see some green leaves further on though. What I think might be a beech at Irvine House and what is definitely a bramble at the end of the bike track.
When I got home, I had a cup of tea and persuaded Mrs Tootlepedal to leave the garden for a while and come with me for a walk. She had been working hard all day so she cycled along beside me while I walked with cameras in hand.
I was hoping for riverside bird life but we only saw a lone oyster catcher and a distant grey wagtail.
There were plenty of people about and even one hardy young lad swimming in what must have been pretty chilly water so it was no surprise that there weren’t many birds about too.
The walk had its compensations though.
And when we got home I found that the reason that I hadn’t seen any honey bees in the garden today was probably because they were all visiting my neighbour Hector’s currants.
On consulting my spreadsheet, I find that my afternoon ride, though short, still brought up the 1000 miles for the year so far. I am still behind schedule but making progress.
I didn’t have time to spend waiting for a good flying bird to turn up so this is the best that I could do for flying bird of the day.