Today’s guest picture comes from Fiona, my Newcastle correspondent. She has been walking on Cocklawburn beach where the sharp eyed may spy very small fossils.
We had another bright and sunny day here today but out of the sun, it was pretty chilly with the thermometer below zero when we woke up and staying firmly in single figures all day.
I had to go up to the town after breakfast and enjoyed the frost outlined shadows on the suspension bridge…
…and the two tone moss on the Day Centre car park wall.
The frozen side looked like this on closer inspection.
I visited a friend in the Langholm Reference Library to ask if the library would be happy to take some of the articles that we have collected over the years in the Archive Centre for which we will not have room when we move. He was quite excited by the possibility and I walked along to the Centre to fetch a couple of sample boxes.
When I got them back to the library, Ron emptied them out and began recording the contents. “I love doing this sort of thing,” he said to me. A very useful man to know.
While I was along at the Archive Centre, I popped into the garage next door to pay my bill and stopped on the forecourt on my way out to admire the view.
On my way home, I noticed that the copper beeches at the entrance to the park were catching the low sun.
My sore leg stood up to the walk and carrying the boxes very well so I hope that yesterday’s incident will not have done any lasting harm. This is a relief.
When I got home, it was time for coffee and a crossword and then I watched the birds for a bit.
I was struck by the resemblance between a pigeon in the plum tree and myself: largely sedentary, rather fat and definitely lacking in a bit of gruntle.
The feeder was busy, first with chaffinches….
…and then with greenfinches (no room for chaffinches any more)…
…and then with goldfinches.
It is entertaining to get a steady changing of the guard.
In the plum tree, one of the blue tits was enjoying pecking at a desiccated plum…
…and among the plants beneath the feeder, I saw one of the blackbirds which have returned to the garden lately.
We get quite a few migrating blackbirds in the garden over the winter.
The goldfinches set about making a fuss at the feeder, sometimes from a distance…
…and sometimes up close and personal.
I didn’t want to tax my leg too much so I spent a little time after lunch walking gently round the garden.
The delphinium is still droopy but defiant…
…but there are very few flowers left and I had to look at the stem of a tree peony to get some colour…
…though the sedums are hanging on.
And then I went in and took to lurking near my computer for an hour or so until I went out into the garden to see what Mrs Tootlepedal was up to.
She was busy as always and had piled up stuff ready for shredding. I sieved some more of the compost in Bin D and then shredded about half of Mrs Tootlepedal’s pile. The evenings are really drawing in now so between the gathering gloom and the chill, I didn’t stay out long and went in for a cup of tea.
Our neighbour Liz dropped in to say that she had seen some small flocks of starlings gathering at Longtown so maybe we will have to go down to Gretna soon to see if there are enough about for a murmuration. The numbers of starlings have dropped a lot in recent years and I don’t think that we will ever see sights like this one in 2011 again
In the evening, Mike and Alison came round for their first traditional Friday night visit for several weeks and while Mike and Mrs Tootlepedal put the world to rights and caught up on news, Alison and I put rusty fingers into action on flute and keyboard. It was still very enjoyable.
The flying bird of the day is a chaffinch trying to spy an empty perch on a busy feeder day.