Today’s guest picture comes from camera club member Simon. He suggested the theme for tonight’s meeting and then found that he couldn’t come. He sent me this contribution in lieu. Prizes (token) for telling me where he was.
Yet another grey and windy day welcomed us when we woke. Everybody I met had the same thought in mind, “Why does it feel so cold when the thermometer says it should feel fairly warm?” A brisk and mysteriously chilly south wind, which should be bringing up warm air, was the culprit.
After breakfast, there was a brief sunny interlude. I had to go and collect a key for the camera club meeting and was pleased to spot oyster catchers beside the river on my way back.
We have got quite a number now, circling above the town with their strident calls. Those who live along the banks of the rivers have mixed feelings about the oyster catchers as the birds often fly around in the middle of the night, waking the residents up with their piercing shrieks. It is a high price to pay for the coming of spring.
Talking of spring, I saw the first blossoms appearing on the riverside trees…
…and the daffodils are starting to come out in earnest in the garden.
I fixed up an appointment with my physiotherapist for the afternoon and settled down to do the crossword, have coffee, practise a song or two and watch the birds.
A plump greenfinch turned up…
…and looked to be rather aggrieved at the seeds on offer.
Several siskins also arrived and hung about on top of the feeder…
…while below, a greenfinch threatened a goldfinch’s peace of mind.
The siskins soon got down and dirty and joined in the fun.
I thought that I ought to test my foot so that I could givea good explanation of where it was hurting to the physio so I went for a short stroll.
My foot was sore but usable so I pottered round Gaskell’s Walk. It was getting greyer all the time and the views weren’t very exciting….
…so I kept my head down and looked for a variety of mosses. They weren’t hard to find.
Top left and right were growing on walls, bottom left on the ground and bottom right on a tree stump.
I couldn’t pass the lichens by without a nod in their direction.
Top left and right on a fence post, bottom left on an old tree stump and bottom right on a wall.
As I got to the end of my walk, the white duck flew past and settled in the Wauchope. He had a conventionally coloured lady friend with him but they flew off before I could take the pair of them together.
The theme for the camera club meeting was street scenes so George kindly posed for me with the dog who was talking him for a walk to the park.
It wasn’t long after I got home that it started raining but it didn’t come to much so when I had to drive to Powfoot to see the physio after lunch, driving was no great trial and the rain had stopped by the time that I got to the sea shore. I did see a few birds with my binoculars but they were too far off to photograph.
The physio listened to my report, shook her head in a rather thoughtful way and decided that some traction might be a good idea. I have suffered from a niggling back for many years so a little traction usually does me some good and I was happy to get stretched out on her infernal machine. It certainly made my back feel a lot better and only time will tell if it has had a beneficial effect on my foot but I feel a visit to the doctor coming on if things don’t improve.
I hadn’t been home long before Mrs Tootlepedal called out that there were big birds in the garden. She was right.
Two partridges were pecking about under the feeder. The partridge shooting season is over now so these birds can feed without running into danger. This one looked as though it might have difficulty getting off the ground.
While I was away, Mrs Tootlepedal had been busy with her paint brush.
Dappling is the next thing on the rocking horse restoration menu. This is a nervous business and Mrs Tootlepedal is giving it a lot of thought.
My flute pupil Luke came. He is still recovering from a bad cold so we took things easily after missing a couple of weeks. It was good to be back playing duets again.
After tea, I went off to the camera club where we had an excellent selection of pictures once again. Most of the other members had taken the theme a lot more seriously than me and as they are a well travelled lot we had street scenes from Majorca, Tenerife, Madagascar, Cuba, Edinburgh, India, Thailand and more. In addition we had some beautiful pictures of local scenes in the recent snow so we were very well entertained.
And there were biscuits.
Mrs Tootlepedal made some home made ginger biscuits during the day so any chance of losing a little of my additional winter weight has gone out of the window for the time being. They are delicious.
The flying bird of the day is a chaffinch with its eye on a perch.
24 thoughts on “On the rack”
Oh, that rocking horse is looking grand!
That partridge is astounding. Can’t imagine it making it up into a pear tree. 😀
It certainly didn’t try ours.
I recognize one of the mosses and one of the lichens but the rest are a mystery.
Nice to see the partridges. Maybe they’ll lose some weight in the summer.
The rocking horse looks great the way it is to me, but I suppose it must need a mane and a tail.
Mane, tail, saddle and bridle still to come.
The “fluffy” partridge is quite comical looking! The rocking horse is looking magnificent, but I can understand how tricky this stage of painting would be – it’s in good hands though. (p.s. – Charles de Gaulle Airport)
Are you confident about the airport ID?
Reasonably . . . but I wouldn’t bet my ticket to London on it!
That partridge looks like our local quail after they have been in the vineyard eating grapes – too heavy to fly. Your greenfinch visitor is looking rather portly as well.
The moss and lichen panels are beautiful.
Mrs. T’s rocking horse is coming along nicely! I am sure she will do an outstanding job on the dappling.
The partridge has obviously been making the rounds of well stocked garden feeders.
Cardiff Millennium Theatre?
I do hope that fluffed up greenfinch is not sick.
It seemed to eat OK and flew off quite briskly. I did wonder about it. I am not convinced about the theatre,
How exciting to have partridges visit your garden!
I still can’t get them to sit in our pear tree.
The horse is coming on very well, that partridge was well protected against your cold wind and I am glad the visit to the physiotherapist was worth it. No ideas about the guest picture.
The rocking horse is splendid.
Glad camera club was so interesting with your well-travelled members.
Hope the foot improves soon, or you get some further diagnosis.
Wonderfully fat partridge. The rocking horse is taking shape — can imagine Mrs T thinking carefully on next moves. Looking forward to seeing them.
Dapple testing is ongoing.
that partridge is a size – is it winter weight do you think? I now what you mean about resisting home made biscuits
It doesn’t have to run about now the shooting season is over.
You are lucky like me, to have a wonderful spouse who helps alert us to a bird when we’re not looking. 🙂
Excellent guest picture. They always are, but this one particularly impressed me.