Today’s guest picture comes from Mary Jo’s visit to Vancouver and shows that they have silly cars there as well as silly buildings. By the time that you make a car this small, you would be better off on an electric bicycle. I might get into such a car but I don’t think that I would ever be able to get out again.
Mrs Tootlepedal was already up and about this morning when I got up but she wasn’t feeling well enough to sing in the church choir so I went off on my own. Once again we had a very small choir but there were some enjoyable hymns to sing so we did our best.
The forecast had hinted at rain by the time that church was over and there were a few drops but the day stayed largely dry. I had to fill the feeders as the traffic had been heavy once again and as soon as they were filled, birds started to arrive.
The arrivals were almost all chaffinches, goldfinches and siskins but it is good to see a busy feeder even if there is not a great variety of different birds.
The birds are working on a controlled stacking system copied from Heathrow airport.
My foot was very sore after yesterday’s cycling efforts which was a bit of a disappointment to me as the cycling itself had been very pain free. As a result, I limited my walking to the garden and didn’t stay out long when I was there.
I prepared a pot of mince for the slow of cooker and went out when I had finished.
I like this avenue of little daffodils and the sharp eyed will just be able to see the ground level telephone wire going across the grass at the far end.
Signs of things happening are all around. I saw the first colour in a tulip of the year…
…and a little cluster of buds on the silver pear.
When I went back in to make some coffee, I had time to look at the busy feeder again. A siskin was giving a chaffinch a hard time for undue encroachment…
…and a female of the species showed that it was deadlier than the male by trampling on an unsuspecting siskin in return.
I switched between indoor and outdoor activities and went out to consider the grape hyacinths. Mrs Tootlepedal is not going for a continuous river of blue this year but she has several promising pools developing.
Back inside again, I saw a chaffinch trying to get organised for a landing…
…and a goldfinch who had safely arrived using a mixed overhand and underhand grip.
On my next garden excursion, I walked across the road to talk to our neighbour Liz and in the course of a very interesting conversation about sore feet, I admired her mossy gatepost…
…and she directed my attention to some more moss a bit further along her wall.
As I went back inside, the sun came out and a goldfinch showed off the pattern on its wings.
I had time for one last excursion to the garden where I wondered what had leapt up and taken this chunk out of the trumpet of a daffodil and left the rest untouched….
…and was impressed by the growth in the tree peony in the back bed.
As Mrs Tootlepedal was not feeling at her best, I left her watching Gardeners’ World on the telly and went off after lunch to do some shopping on my way to sing with our Carlisle choir. As I not only remembered to write a shopping list but I also remembered to take it with me, the shopping was very satisfactory.
The choir was most enjoyable and we had a lot of good singing but as Ellen, our proper conductor, wasn’t there for the second week running, we didn’t get quite as much done as we should have. It is interesting to get different conductors and you can always learn something from a new approach but it doesn’t get the songs for our next concert practised as thoroughly as they would be if Ellen was in charge.
It was really good to drive home in broad daylight as the long winter months have finally come to an end.
The slow cooked mince turned out well and we had it with mashed potatoes and spinach for our tea.