Today’s guest picture comes from my brother Andrew who came across this giant nut weevil in his local supermarket.
After another night of rain here, I went out after breakfast to check on the state of the river and was surprised by how low it was.
I was expecting quite a spate but although it had rained steadily for some time, it had obviously not rained very hard and the river drainage system had coped very well.
It kept raining for most of the day so I had another quiet morning indoors, keeping an eye on the goings on at the feeder.
Siskins were very active in the shouting department, most aimed at passing chaffinches.
Sometimes they shouted up….
…and sometimes they shouted down…
…and sometimes two of them got in on the act and shouted horizontally in unison.
All in all, it was quite a busy morning….
…although there was time for quiet reflection on the weather too.
In the afternoon, I went down to Carlisle station…
…where I enjoyed the contrast between the wall panels of steam driven giants of the past and the less glamorous diesel railcars in use today.
I wasn’t there to train spot though. We are being visited by my eldest sister Susan who is on a birthday tour of her young relatives in Scotland and will be coming to Edinburgh with us tomorrow to visit our two sons and their families. I was in Carlisle to collect her from the London train.
Her train arrived on time to the exact minute and we drove back to Langholm where Susan was greeted by some delightful fairy cakes cooked by Mrs Tootlepedal.
In the evening, Susan kindly took us out for a meal at the Douglas Hotel and while she and Mrs Tootlepedal enjoyed a leisurely coffee before going home, I scurried off to a Langholm Sings choir practice.
They day ended in quiet conversation centred upon the deplorable state of politics and the country.
I hope that the weather is kind to us as we go to Edinburgh tomorrow.
The flying bird of the day is a siskin (in the rain).