Today’s guest picture was sent to me by Dropscone. He claimed it shows a golf course near Glasgow but in fact it shows a path to a lighthouse on Islay. If he has a picture of the actual lighthouse, I hope that he sends it to me.
I was completely wrong footed by the forecast today. It had claimed with great confidence for some time that it was going to rain all day today, sometimes heavily. Under the circumstances, I left a lot of work on the computer to be done while it rained.
And then it didn’t rain much and sometimes not at all. And from time to time the sun came out. All the same, the computer work had to be done so I did it.
I also had a visit from Dropscone for coffee. He came with treacle scones and left with apples so we were both happy.
Mrs Tootlepedal was busy painting an internal door and helping out at the Buccleuch Centre so I had quite a quiet if workmanlike day. I did pop out into the garden for a breath of fresh air and some dead heading and of course, I took a look about.
There is still a lot to see.
Some things have come back for a second go.
Some things are keeping going.
I took a picture of a corner of the bed beside the new path.
It has a lot going on: nasturtium, potentilla, verbascum, euphorbia, pansy, viola, cosmos and feverfew. The sharp eyed may even see a glimpse of a dodddering dilly on the left. Mrs Tootlepedal has had most of them up to stop them spreading too wildly.
I did see a butterfly or two…
…but not on a sedum yet.
Presumably there is a bit more opening to be done before the butterflies get attracted.
I didn’t have much time to watch the birds but, as always, I was happy to see a blue tit visiting…
…and just lately, we have had a pair of collared doves about too.
A lot of the birds are in the process of getting their paint job renewed like this chaffinch.
I had to go back in when it started to rain.
It stopped when I had been for a short while but by the time that I had spent enough time crouched over the keyboard and was thinking of a short walk, it started to rain again.
I shouldn’t complain though because I had got quite a lot done that had needed doing.
The flying sparrow of the day was just passing through.