Today’s guest picture comes from our older son Tony. He took a suitably black and white shot of his black and white dogs.
In theory today was very much the same temperature as yesterday but in practice it felt much colder because of a rawness in the air and as a result I was quite happy to have a lot of singing and no cycling to do.
The singing started in church. The choir had had no notice of the hymns in advance which was unusual but didn’t matter in the case of two of them which had simple harmonies. One of the others in particular defeated me entirely even though it was sung in unison. However, we had a enjoyable practice afterwards and in the end, we had a good morning of singing.
While this was going on, Sandy and Nancy were supervising the removal of the Archive Group’s furniture and equipment to the new base for the group. The removal was in the hands of a couple of every competent fellows and Sandy and Nancy reported that everything had gone smoothly. I hope to visit the new premises tomorrow and see the results.
When I got home, I had time for a quick walk round the garden with my new phone in hand.
There are still flowers about (just).
In some cases, it is a question of hanging on by the skin of the teeth…
…but others are defiantly still flowering freely…
….even if conditions are a bit soggy.
I can’t get over how cheerful the perennial wallflower still is.
As well as flowers, there is always moss about in the garden and this morning there was some additional fungus among the moss on the elder.
At the bird feeder, it was very much a chaffinch day….
…though other birds were about as well. There were pigeons on the lawn…
…and jackdaws in the elder…
…and one on a chair showing off its white feathers.
The chaffinches were queuing up to get to the sunflower hearts…
…but when they got there, some preferred arguing to eating. Perhaps they were politicians in a former life.
There was no shortage of pushy behaviour.
After lunch, we went off to sing with our choir in Carlisle. Ellen, our usual conductor, had other commitments and our accompanist was marooned in Motherwell by a late train cancellation so we had both a substitute conductor from Glasgow and a member of the choir at the keyboard.
As it turned out, they were more than able to provide us with a satisfactory practice and as is so often the case, a new face in front of the choir provided us with fresh insights into performing better. As there were only three tenors present this week, our department had to work hard to make itself heard.
When we got home, I made some cauliflower cheese for tea and followed that off with an iced bun so all in all, it was a very satisfactory day.
The flying bird of the day, unsurprisingly, is one of the chaffinches.