Today’s guest picture comes from my brother Andrew who visited a garden in the sky on the roof of the Birmingham Library.
Sadly my sore foot decided that the return of Mrs Tootlepedal was an excuse to stop working altogether and I was reduced to hobbling around for most of the day which was very annoying. On the more cheerful side, we were visited by Dropscone for coffee and scones in the morning and Mike Tinker for tea and biscuits in the afternoon so socially it was quite a bright day.
As I seem to be catching a cold too, I spent a lot of time doing nothing in particular but doing it very well of course. There were plenty of birds to watch.
A greenfinch put on its lost threatening face in an attempt to dislodge a goldfinch…
…and having dislodged the sitting tenant, it imperiously took up its place on the perch…
…and gave any other pretenders a hard stare.
(In the best traditions of wild life TV programmes, different greenfinches may have been involved in the creation of this story line.)
Chaffinches approached vacant perches with care…
…but some chaffinches are so habituated to arguing that they can’t resist an aggressive approach even if no-one else is there.
At times there was a positive whirlwind of birds…
…and at other it was peaceful enough for the arrival of a second bird to come as a shock to the incumbent.
Although I was watching the birds, the birds found plenty to look at too.
Sparrows are more handsome than you might think when they settle down for a moment. This one was making sure that I was noticing him.
On the other hand, this goldfinch had other things to think about than posing for me.
I made one brief excursion round the garden to while away the hours conferring with the flowers and discovered that Mrs Tootlepedal has planted out a recent purchase. It is a doronicum or leopard’s-bane and it seems to be settling in.
We haven’t got many scillas out yet but the ones that are out are doing their best to add a little colour to the garden…
…and the clumps of daffodils are beginning to fill out too.
Mrs Tootlepedal tells me that the Rip van Winkle daffodils are noted for retaining moisture which makes their heads hang down. As a result they get splashed when it rains as these ones have, but the forecast is a bit better for a while so they should look up a bit.
A day of heavy resting has eased my foot off as I write this so I hope to be a bit more mobile tomorrow, ready to greet the Spring equinox with a sunny smile. (On researching, I find that it will arrive at 21.58 tomorrow. This came as surprise to me as I didn’t realise that it was an event timed to the minute like that.)
I am suffering from a severe lack of exercise in March, having only cycled 20 miles and hardly walked at all. I have a doctor’s appointment but it is not for eight days so I will have to wait patiently. Fortunately my capacity for endless mumphing and moaning has not been affected in the slightest so I am never short of something to do.
Another female chaffinch is the flying bird of the day today.