Today’s guest picture comes from our son Tony. He is taking an interest in wildlife now that he has moved to the country from the city and recently spotted and identified a yellowhammer.
We had another grey and gloomy morning here and the memories of the fine summer months are slipping ever faster into oblivion as winter looms up ahead.
I didn’t have time to sit and mope however as we went off after breakfast to sing in the church choir. It was a day when the hymns all seemed to have innumerable verses and since the service was followed by a choir practice, both Mrs Tootlepedal and myself felt the need for a quiet sit down when we got home.
I filled the bird feeder and looked out of the winter while I made coffee.
Goldfinches were very much to the fore today….
…and sparrows and chaffinches had to look sharp if they wanted a seat at the table.
After a coffee and a rest, the weather looked settled enough to risk a stroll so I snapped one of the flourishing nasturtiums at the front door…
…and set off round Gaskell’s Walk to see what I could see. The light was subdued.
I saw the larches at Pool Corner beginning to change colour.
I saw a fine beech hedge which has been allowed to get a bit out of hand
The walls were topped with droplet bespangled mosses.
The trees on the bank above the river have adopted a variety of angles.
Brambles provided a splash of red.
There was one last sloe on the bush at Stubholm.
The trees in the park are still colourful but the poplars beside the Esk in the background are over.
I like looking at the park wall.
I didn’t linger as long as I would have liked on my walk as it started to rain but it had stopped again by the time that I got home and I had enough time for a very short walk round the garden.
Not dead yet.
After lunch, we went off to Carlisle to do a bit of shopping and sing with our Carlisle choir.
Our new conductor is a relentless ball of energy and keeps us hard at work. She likes a crisp pace and after a hard singing morning, I had pretty well ground to a halt by the end of the session but in spite of that, it had been a very enjoyable day’s singing and my throat stood up to the work pretty well. I think that my recent singing lesson has had a mildly beneficial effect on my technique but I am hoping to get a couple more lessons soon as there is plenty of scope for improvement yet.
Of course the weather had greatly improved as soon as we got inside the practice room and it was a lovely evening as we drove home. The clocks go back next week so this will be the last time that we come home from our Carlisle choir in daylight for some months and even today, it was pretty well dark by the time that we got home.
To celebrate the arrival of the flock of goldfinches, the flying bird of the day is a double goldfinch helping.
Another open and shut case.