Today’s guest picture was sent to me by my friend Bruce. As the rain poured down today, it was good to be reminded of our sunny Common Riding which this enthusiast observed from beside the Castleholm.
It rained so heavily during the night that it woke us both up. Luckily it didn’t rain that heavily for long but my scientific (even though it has a leak) rain gauge had recorded the shower(s) when I checked at breakfast time.
It didn’t take long for the rain to start again and it more or less rained for the rest of the morning and afternoon and only stopped in the early evening.
The rain gauge recorded that too.
Mrs Tootlepedal went to church and heard the minister announce that he is hoping to move to a new parish soon. This is sad news for us and he will be missed
As it was too wet to do anything more interesting, we went out to visit a couple of garden centres at lunchtime and an indication of how dry the ground has been was given by the fact that the river Esk had hardly risen at all.
Still, there was no need to think about watering the garden today.
I had a walk round before we went out in a drier moment.
The verbascum has come to the end of the road with only a single flower lefty on the very tip of each strand.
Many of the phlox blossoms have been beaten to the ground.
(Notice how nobly I resisted the temptation to say that many of the phlox phlowers had phallen off)
The tropeaeolum seems unaffected by drought or rain.
I hope that the weather will be kind to this lily…
…which looks very promising.
Our trip to the garden centres was productive as we got stuff for the garden at one and a good lunch at the other.
When we got home, it was still a miserable day with the clouds so low that they were banging on the pavements as we drove through the town.
I set up the bird watching camera and watched the birds.
Once again I was surprised by how well damp birds manage to fly. We had no shortage of visitors to the feeder in the rain.
Chaffinches appear to be more waterproof…
…which all had rather soggy heads.
There was constant traffic while I watched.
And this led to some more inconsiderate behaviour.
An impatient chaffinch gave a greenfinch a kick…
…and finding that it didn’t budge, it drew back…
…and had another go.
All the birds began to look a bit bedraggled….
…but these two took the prize.
The evening turned out to be quite dry so perhaps they will have a chance to recover before it starts raining again. At least the temperature is going to stay above 10°C overnight and the the persistent rain forecast for tomorrow is supposed to be light.
After our sleep disturbed night, we were very happy to be able to relax on the sofa in the afternoon and watch the Welsh Wonder officially win the Tour de France.
After the cycling was over, I thought about going for a cycle ride in a brisk wind on wet roads and stayed inside and put two weeks of the newspaper index into the Archive Group database instead. This effort finally finished off the work for 1897 and if the rain continues, 1898 will soon be under way.
I made a stew for our tea and was able to make use of some ingredients from the garden for the meal.
We can confidently say that for this year at least, Mrs Tootlepedal’s battle against the carrot root fly has been won. The rain has brought the runner beans on with a vengeance and we will be full of beans again.
It was sometimes difficult to tell the birds apart in the rain but I think that the flying bid of the day is a sparrow.