Today’s guest picture comes from my sister Mary. She was visiting the Somerset Rural Life Museum with my Somerset correspondent Venetia not long ago when she came across this very patient horse.
It was a beautiful day today with not a cloud in the sky but as it was still below zero after breakfast, there was no chance of a cycle ride for me. Unfortunately my foot was rather sore which was annoying so I didn’t think that a walk up one of our hills was a good idea either.
As a result, I hung around doing nothing much while Mrs Tootlepedal went off to Carlisle in the bus to do some shopping. In the end, I pulled myself together and went out to see if I could walk my sore foot off with a nice flat stroll. I couldn’t but it didn’t get any worse and it was a lovely day for a walk so I wasn’t complaining (too much).
There were gulls dipping their feet in the icy waters of the river at the Kilngreen…
…with others keen to join them.
Meanwhile there was a lot of gulls leaving their posts and flying past me both at low level…
…and higher up too.
I pottered on round the Castleholm and pheasant hatchery, enjoying frequent splashes of snowdrops as I went.
The last time I walked this way, it was a very grey day and I took a black and white photo of the woods near Holmhead so I thought it only fair to show them in full colour today.
I would have liked to be on the top of Timpen instead of looking up at it but…
…there were interesting icy puddles to admire where I was….
…and a delightful view of a characteristic farm cottage…
…colourful cones, fallen to the ground…
…and quite a bit of hair ice too.
The fungus which causes this phenomenon must be spreading as I am seeing more and more hair ice as I walk about.
As long as I was in the sunshine, it was a very kind day for a walk but in the shadows, the ground was still frost covered.
The conditions underfoot were perfect, dry and ice free…
…so I got home very content with my walk. My foot was a different matter though and as I can’t work out what is wrong with it, I will seek medical assistance next week unless it has magically cured itself. Quite often just making an appointment with a doctor or a physio is sufficient to make ailments behave themselves. I live in hope.
I had some soup for lunch and watched the birds for a while. The goldfinches were back and I liked the beady eye that this one was casting on proceedings.
A brambling appeared in the plum tree…
…and since this is the third or fourth time that I have seen a single brambling lately, I am beginning to wonder if it always the same bird which has got detached from its friends. Usually, if you see one brambling, you soon see more.
I had a walk round the garden and was pleased to see more signs of life, both potential….
I would like to have made better use of such a fine day but apart from taking the car up to the garage in readiness for its MOT test tomorrow, I spent the rest of this fine day indoors. At least I got some Archive Group work done so it wasn’t entirely wasted.
My flute pupil Luke came and we did some hard work on reading and playing demi-semi quavers. They are not intrinsically hard to work out but it can be tricky working out how long you need to hold a crochet for when you have just been playing dozens of these little notes.
The rocking horse is still drying out upstairs and Mrs Tootlepedal has been visiting it and giving it a pat from time to time.
There is not one but two flying birds of the day today as the gulls flew past me in formation on my walk.