Today’s guest picture shows an elegant little lighthouse at Fleetwood on the Irish Sea coast. My brother Andrew was visiting the town.
After several weeks of good weather, it was very unfortunate that for the weekend of the Muckeltoon Adventure Festival, a feast of mountain biking and trail running today, we should have got a miserable day of rain.
I was hoping to go and get some good action pictures but it was raining too heavily to make that any fun.
The goldfinches took badly to the rain too.
As a result, I spent a very quiet day inside until the rain stopped in the afternoon and I didn’t do much after that either.
The wet weather gave me a chance to watch the birds during the day.
Mrs Tootlepedal’s windowsill treats are still drawing in sparrows….
…and the seeds were going down regularly on the feeder.
I got some Archive Group work done in the morning which was a bonus and I went out to check on the flowers when the rain stopped.
The roses were soggy but surviving…
…and when the sun came out, the low lying plants looked positively cheerful
…and I was happy to see that the Ooh La La clematis had stayed together.
After some time to dry, things were looking good again….
…and I went for a very short walk to stretch my legs before any more rain came along.
You wouldn’t know that it had been such a miserable morning.
Although the river was up a little bit, there was still plenty of gravel for the oyster catchers and their chicks to patrol.
It was such a dull day that I even found myself watching a bit of a World Cup football match. The game seemed to consist of muscular Danes barging over skilful Peruvians and I was sorry to see that the Peruvians squandered every good chance that they got and let the Danes win.
I looked out of the window as I was writing this post in the evening and was impressed enough by a new(ish) moon to get my tripod out and as a reward to get bitten by a thousand midges.
The flower of the day is one of the durable peonies.