Today’s guest picture was sent to me by Laurie, a proud resident of the state of Maine. While our spring is creeping over the windowsill, her winter is still being delivered…though it is gift wrapped.
Sitting and singing was the order of the day which made it a bit annoying that this was also the day when we got the first pleasant and sunny morning for some time. Even if I hadn’t had singing to do though, my foot is still stopping me from making any vigorous use of a good day.
I was able to walk to church, and without a coat on which was a relief after the sleety snow of last week. As far as bad weather goes, there have been floods to the south of us and snow storms to the north of us so we have been very fortunate.
With only five members of the choir present this week, we had to tailor our ambitions to our resources but there was still enough singing to keep us busy.
When I got home, I checked on our bird visitors and spotted the spotted jackdaw again…
…and followed that up by admiring a very smooth pigeon in the same tree.
It was quite chilly but the wind had dropped a bit so a walk round the garden was enjoyable enough and there were developments to see.
The grape hyacinths are coming along nicely…
…as are the euphorbias.
I was pleased to see new growth appearing on the well pruned branches of the espalier apples…
…and I was quite impressed by the amount of rain that has fallen during the week (as recorded by Mary Jo’s scientific rain gauge).
I am still in foot resting mode so I went back in and listened to the radio and watched the birds at the same time. It is not just women who can multitask.
I went back into the garden to hang out some washing and my eye was caught by the many varieties of moss to be seen beside the drying green. There is a pile of old stones as well as some logs there and they have given the moss good homes.
The stones had a tapestry of different colours…
but the log crop was the greenest and freshest looking.
This is a detail of one of the mosses on the stones.
Like many things, the more you look at it, the more interesting moss becomes (in my view at least).
There was so much traffic on the feeder that I put a second one out and it soon attracted a clientele of its own.
The sharp eyed may notice a little drizzle in that last shot. That had started as soon as I had hung the washing out of course, but it soon stopped and the washing had pretty well dried by the time that I had to take it in when I left to go to Carlisle for the afternoon choir.
Our musical director wasn’t there. She had been held up in Belfast when her flight back to Scotland hadn’t been able to take off because of the weather, but as she had been there for a solo singing competition which she had won, we couldn’t hold it against her.
Our usual accompanist took the practice in her place and did a first rate job. One of the choir members acted as an accompanist and we had a thoroughly satisfactory session.
I had a well cooked poke of fish and chips from our local chip shop for my evening meal when I got back to Langholm and that rounded off a good day….except for that fact that three hours of sitting in hard backed wooden church pews (our Carlisle choir meets in a church) had done my sore foot no favours, even though I had hardly walked a step all day.
I have kept my favourite photograph from the garden tour this morning back until the end of the post because I thought it deserved a special place. Could anything look more luxuriant and inviting than this magnolia bud? I don’t think so.
The sunny weather did let me get a rather crisper flying chaffinch of the day than I have managed lately.