Today’s guest picture comes from my brother Andrew. He lives in Derby and the local football team has a very important match tomorrow so this large football has been placed so that supporters can write encouraging comments on it. I asked Andrew if he had written anything but he said that hadn’t because he was lost for words.
My feet are still not made for walking at the moment so it was lucky that I had two choirs to go to today to help me pass the time,
We started with the church choir. It was a children’s service today and all the hymns were in unison. This was good as I hadn’t sung for some time so I welcomed the chance to do some uninhibited warbling to get my voice back in action.
When we got home, Mrs Tootlepedal got busy in the garden and I mowed the drying green and the greenhouse grass and pottered about taking more garden pictures.
I especially liked an azalea with teeth.
The rowan has come out and it looks as though there should be enough berries for all the birds when the time comes.
I looked in the greenhouse as I went past with the mower and had to go back in later with the camera later to record the wonderful flower power of the fuchsia which is still waiting to find a home in the garden.
Outside the greenhouse, the lupins are reaching for the sky.
We have had some measurable rain at last and Mrs Tootlepedal’s green manure mustard looks grateful.
The overnight rain had rather beaten down the cow parsley stems but they soon recovered and made a pretty picture with the sweet rocket in the back border.
I noticed that a good many exhausted male flowers had fallen onto the lawns from the walnut tree and looking up, I could see potential nuts in the making.
Elsewhere, there were more signs of fruits to come, with both apples and plums looking promising.
Mrs Tootlepedal was very pleased to see that a ranunculus had survived from last year. It is a challenge for me though, as I find it very had to get a good picture of it.
The hostas are looking very healthy.
I made some potato soup to go with bread and cheese for lunch and while I was inside, I watched the birds.
The sparrows have almost taken over the feeder at the moment, although there is a redpoll lurking round the back in this picture…
…and a blue tit enjoyed the peanuts without any competition.
Down below, a dunnock considered tucking in to the fat balls.
In the plum tree, the reason for the sparrow keenness for food was being demonstrated.
You have probably heard of the goose step and the turkey trot, but we got a pigeon strut today.
When I wasn’t watching the birds, the flowers around the feeder seen through the kitchen window gave me plenty to look at.
I went briefly back into the garden after lunch and took a close look at the wonderful complexity of one of the euphorbias.
Among all the colour, there is still a world of white out there.
Hidden away in a shady corner of the garden, the doronicum is flowering away. It has been in flower since mid march and shows no sign of stopping.
In the afternoon, we went down to Carlisle to sing with the Carlisle community Choir. We have been meeting in the same church for six years but we are changing to a new venue (hopefully with better lighting) so this was our last sing from the familiar pews. We spent the time practising two delightful songs so it was a good way to say goodbye. We have one more meeting before our summer concert so there will have to be some serious home practice in the coming days.
The flying bird of the day is a young sparrow, grown up enough to feed itself now.