Today’s guest picture was sent to me by one of my ex teaching colleagues, Ada. She has been on a walking holiday in Tenerife, which looks from her picture to have been an excellent choice.
I must apologise to regular readers who might justifiably expect a little variety every now and again in my posts but things are conspiring against me to a certain extent and life is a bit dull just now.
I can’t get my foot sorted out so walking is a bit of a pain and the weather has been unhelpful when it come to long cycle rides so there hasn’t been much new in the way of views or even exiting lichens. On top of that, the supply of birds in the garden has been almost entirely limited to chaffinches…
…either at the feeder or approaching it.
And although it is mildly amusing to see a chaffinch miss its footing on a perch…
…one flying chaffinch looks very much like another….
…and that was all I saw today. The goldfinches were hiding behind the feeder when they did arrive.
There was some excitement when I got a visit in the morning from Dropscone, bringing treacle scones with him and heard tales of his holiday in Wales. This was entertaining for me but mostly I looked out of the window and watched chaffinches.
After more overnight rain and wind, things calmed down during the day as storm Erik drifted away to the east and although the brisk wind made it feel quite chilly, it was really not a bad day for February.
I am back to trying to rest my foot before going to see a physio as soon as I can next week so my only expedition outside was a tour round the New Town on my slow bike in the hope of seeing something interesting in the way of waterside birds.
There were none about.
Pool Corner was looking peaceful after the storm.
In the garden, Mrs Tootlepedal had showed me a double snowdrop and I lifted its head to get a better view. It had been a bit battered by the splash from the rain.
The crocuses were enjoying the sunshine but they too need a little time to recover.
As I had nothing to better to do, I made the mistake of watching Scotland play Ireland at rugby in the afternoon. As Scotland played very well intermittently but for the rest of the time ran through their well practised repertoire of forward passes, dropped balls, line out errors and poor choices, this was not the best way to spend time. We lost.
Still, the days are definitely getting longer and my foot will sort itself out in the course of time so I hope that patient readers will not have to wait too long before something interesting appears in the blog.
In the meantime, here is yet another flying chaffinch of the day.