Today’s guest picture comes from Irving, a keen fisherman. Knowing that we have not got much water in our rivers at the moment, he sent me this view of the Einag Falls. They are on a tributary of the river Oykel in the Highlands where he was fishing three weeks ago. He adds that he caught two fish.
After some showery days, the weather gods knew that we had a two choir day today so they arranged for a fine day with no rain. How we laughed.
The flowers in the garden are having a difficult time with the changeable weather so some are starting to come out and then sticking and others are coming out a bit early and then going over more quickly than usual.
The trout lilies are on the way out and I have dead headed tulips which should only just be by now.
Still, there are plenty of promising buds just waiting for warmer and steadier weather.
And the trees have gone green in a rush.
My feet are still annoying me so after church, I went out for a cycle ride round my short three bridges walk as fortunately cycling is pain free.
Almost every tree beside the river is in leaf now…
…and the Lodge Walks are looking beautiful.
The Castleholm is surrounded by varied greens…
…and there is even a tinge starting to show on the hills behind.
Spring is in full fling.
As I crossed the Jubilee Bridge, I could just see the Duchess Bridge behind the new foliage.
When I got home, I inspected the Charles Ross apple on the fence…
..and was very pleased to find a solitary bee hard at work,
The Ballerina tulips are lasting well…
…and we are still waiting for others to open.
We combined the trip to our Carlisle Choir with some shopping which included cheese, coffee and dates. As the choir practice was enjoyable as well as hard working, this made for a good way to spend time even if it was indoors on a fine day.
The forecast is offering us a couple of warmer, dry days to come so we have forgiven the weather gods for their little joke.
I didn’t have much time to watch the birds and for some reason, there weren’t many birds to watch anyway after some very busy days at the feeder.
This didn’t stop a siskin and a goldfinch going beak to beak….
…but the flying bird of the day turns out to be a small white butterfly instead.