Today’s guest picture comes from my sister Mary. She encountered this impressive prancing beast at Covent Garden. It is doing some serious strutting but as it seems to be standing in the sledge it is supposed to be pulling, it looks like a bit of a freeloader to me.
It was cold, grey but dry today and I was happy to have a cup of coffee with Sandy while the thermometer crept up a degree or two but after he left, I stiffened my sinews and summoned up my blood and actually got my bike out and went for a pedal.
There were hints of breaks in the clouds as you can see from this picture of this fine tree near Waterbeck…
…but the sun remained stubbornly hidden behind a low bank of cloud to the west and I was glad that I had several layers on as a nipping wind blew across me or into my face for most of the thirty miles that I covered.
I stopped for a banana near Kirkpatrick Fleming and looked wistfully at hints of sunshine behind a phone mast…
…and with wonder at a tree beside the motorway which was positively dripping with catkins.
I made a final stop with three miles to go to have a drink of water and a wall inspection.
It was a good wall with lots of moss…
…and more moss with added lichen…
…and even more moss with added lichen and ferns….
…and there was lots of lichen too….
…of many different varieties.
I like walls. When I was very young, there was a slogan that stated “Walls have ears” to discourage talk that might be useful to an enemy agent during the war. After several years of close examination of walls, I can safely say that they may have many interesting things on them but I have never seen any ears.
As Mrs Tootlepedal had been cooking some delicious biscuits while I was out pedalling, no weight loss has been involved in today’s activities.
The light wasn’t too bad when I got home and I half thought of adding a walk to the day’s entertainment but cycling in a chilly wind is tiring so I had a look at the birds….
…where once again goldfinches were ruling the roost…
…and then I had a short walk round the garden where I noticed the last survivor of the sweet rocket still hanging on….
…and then I went back inside and had a warming bath instead of taking any more exercise.
Mrs Tootlepedal has brought a little bit of the garden inside and one of the geraniums that flowered well outside is now on the windowsill….
…alongside an African violet, a present from a friend for our wedding anniversary in January, which has been flowering for several months.
In the evening, Luke came round and we played a Loeillet sonata. We are going to take this sonata seriously and try to put the correct ornaments and playing style into place. This will require me to do some learning for myself as I have always been a bit hit and miss when it come to trills, turns and mordents.
I spent some time in the evening watching political events unfold and I am very interested to see if the politicians who voted against Mrs May and lost will now take the advice which they have been freely offering to those on the losing side of the recent referendum and respect the fact that they lost the vote and shut up. It would be a blessing.
I am not holding my breath.
The flying chaffinch of the day is very angry about the whole thing too.
So glad that you got to have a tootling and pedaling day!
It has been a rare thing lately.
The white tree like lichen looks like reindeer lichen, which is fitting for the season.
I like the shots of the tree and all those catkins. They’ll be something to see in spring.
I also like the color of the African violet.
I am hoping that we get a good show from all the catkins that are around at the moment. It has been a good year for them.
Yes. Walls do have ears!!! Nice post. Thanks a lot.
A pleasure.
That huge tree is beautiful! I wish you had more lighten the background. 🙂
I could have done with a bit of warmth on my back.
No wonder the walls are earless ..there’s no room!
That is true.
Well done pedallling all that way in such a cold temperature.
That was a splendid wall!
A finest kind of day! And,yes, please don’t hold your breath. The flying chaffinch is right to be angry.
Breathes out.
A good day all round. That chaffinch sure has attitude…just like the politicians…maybe they should take up learning a sonata to calm down!
Music hath charms to sooth the savage breast I am reliably told.
A great picture from your sister!
And I’m lichen the pictures of the lichens 🙂
🙂
Ahhh… those trills, turns and mordents. They’ll get you every time! 😉
Politicians shutting up might fall in the category of when hell freezes over.
I don’t want them to shut up, I want them to talk sense…..ah well.
I suspect our current ‘leader’ is incapable of anything resembling sense. 🤡
Sounds like another full day, I especially liked the photos of the various forms of life that you saw on the wall.
Politicians shutting up or talking sense? Sounds like a fantasy to me, but in many ways, I blame the rise of TV coverage of the news which forces the politicians to talk in sound bites rather than meaningful discussions of the issues.
I agree about that
Your birds and flowers are a good antidote to current politics on both sides of the Atlantic.
That is a beautiful multilayered, textured sky behind the phone mast.
I was much struck by it as I nibbled my banana.