Today’s guest picture was sent to me by my brother. He took while he was waiting for a few stragglers to catch up at the end of a recent group walk. As they had been going for nine miles, I am not surprised that there was a bit of straggling.
It will be a bit of a rushed post as I was in Carlisle for a concert with out Carlisle choir and I got back quite late.
It was a generally sunny and pleasant day with the pleasure slightly moderated by a brisk and chilly wind again.
The was enough sun to persuade the tulips to open and to illuminate an advantageously priced bargain from a garden centre.
While I was having coffee and treacle scones with Dropscone, Steve delivered two new vegetable garden bed frames. Mrs Tootlepedal was not well today as she is suffering from a persistent cold so the beds have not been put in place yet.
Whereas it was early chaffinches yesterday, it was siskins first today…
…and the chaffinches didn’t get much of a look in.
When the siskins left, the chaffinches piled in.
A goldfinch found a quiet moment to think deeply about food.
And later on, some greenfinches turned up.
And a single redpoll dropped in.
I sieved a bit of compost and made some soup for lunch and then went for a short walk to stretch my legs.
I did a three bridges to keep on the flat today.
The lady’s smock on the banks of the river has come out.
The two sets of oyster catchers were in their usual positions. They are creatures of habit.
There was a pair of goosanders there too but they slipped away as soon as they noticed me and I could only catch the female.
Some non standard ducks were lying about.
I went round the new path at the bottom of the Castleholm and saw spiky things, both new and old.
The noble fir at the corner was showing very bright new growth and some fresh fir cones.
Signs of life on the deciduous trees were to be seen.
And the coming of spring and summer was heralded by the arrival of the posts and rails ready to be put up for the race track. (Flat racing obviously.)
I walked up to the Duchess Bridge and down the path on the far bank of the river. I was only able to do this because someone with a big saw had come along and sawed off a tree which had fallen across the path in the recent storm.
There were wild flowers to see on my way.
And a large bumble bee was enjoying the blossom on Mike’s cherry tree as I went past.
I left Mrs Tootlepedal recuperating at home and went to Carlisle in the early evening for a benefit concert in a church for a local ‘hospice at home’ charity. The full choir was singing three songs and the rest of the concert was made up of turns by groups of choir members and their friends and solos from our conductor and accompanist. It was a mixed programme with a capella singing, a violinist playing the mediation from Thais (very beautifully), a ukulele group and other cheerful singing groups. Our accompanist played a Bach fugue on the church organ and our conductor sang a Jerome Kern song which brought the house down.
The choir sang their songs well and all in all, it was a good evening with the size of the audience the only mild disappointment.
The flying bird of the day is a goldfinch.
Footnote: During the day, my doctor rang up to say that my recent x-ray showed that I do not have a stress fracture in my foot. However, the x-ray did show that I had serious arthritis in my big toe joint and other arthritic joints elsewhere on the foot so it was no wonder that it has been a bit sore. The fact that there is no bone damage is good though, as it means that I can go back to cycling (if the weather permits) without fear of making things worse. Grinning and bearing it is the prescription, allied to the hope that the arthritis may go away as it often does (and using spongy insoles for my shoes).
Finger crossed. I would cross my toes too but I can’t. 🙂