Today’s guest picture comes from Tom in South Africa and shows the calm before the storm.
I managed to get up quite promptly and had time for a quick look round the garden after breakfast…
…and then I got going on my new bike before it got too hot (it was a mere 73°F when I started) and went round my customary 20 mile Canonbie circuit. With a light wind again, it was a good day for a pedal and my legs were recovered from Tuesdays efforts. I didn’t have a lot of time to spare so I only stopped twice for pictures.
The first time was for this wonderful stand of long grass, rising to well over the top of my head in height.
It was covered with seed when I took a closer look.
(Feeble joke alert) I had a quick look to see if there were any brexit plans hidden here which the government had kicked into the long grass but I couldn’t see any. This was not entirely a surprise as nobody has been able to see any government brexit plans in or out of the long grass.
Further along, I stopped for a fine display of knapweed.
This ride, though short was significant as it took me over 2000 miles for the year and over 500 miles for the month, the longest distance for a single month for me since September 2014. It is amazing what a spell of good weather can do.
There was just time for another look round the garden when I got back…
…before it was time for lunch, a quick look at a beady eyed goldfinch…
….and then a trip to Edinburgh to visit Matilda.
There had been some trouble on the West Coast line yesterday because of rails bending in the hot weather so we drove to Tweedbank to catch the train to Edinburgh from there and were pleased to find ourselves on one of their newer trains.
The journey, passing through lovely countryside, was a treat and we had a thoroughly good time with Matilda and her family and Rosa, a nursery friend of Matilda, who was visiting.
After a good meal, we went back to the station and saw that many of the trains were delayed by speed limits on overheated tracks. We found our train, took our seats and were just congratulating ourselves on our acumen when the announcer came on and told us that although the train was ready, the driver had been held up on one of the delayed trains on other parts of the network and we would therefore have to get out of our train and go and catch the next one which would leave in half an hour from a different platform.
Luckily it was one of the new ones too so our anguish was somewhat assuaged.
We got home safely and I was able to catch a flying bird (or two) as the rooks fidgeted around above their roost at Holmwood before settling down for the night.
Note: The train that we would normally have caught was indeed delayed…but only by seven minutes.