As well as seeing beautiful river scenes, Bruce has also met St Aidan of Lindisfarne on his Northumberland break, and his statue is the guest picture of the day.
There was an infernal racket in the garden this morning and anyone who extols the calming and peaceful nature of bird song has obviously not heard young starlings asking to be fed.
It was raucous.
And sometimes the parents looked fed up with the demands for food.
Young starlings grow quickly but they don’t develop the patterned feathers of the adult so it was easy to tell that this was a youngster waiting for a grown up to appear…
…which it did in short order, carrying a beakful of worms…
…which were gratefully received.
I took a look at the burgeoning clematis flowers along the garage…
…and went off to help Mrs Tootlepedal distribute the wood chips that we collected yesterday on to the vegetable garden paths.
We laid down an impermeable lining and then added the chippings. The result looked quite satisfactory.
There are more chips to be collected and more paths to be covered so it is ongoing work.
Beside the back fence, a small wild area added colour….
…while further along, a transplanted clematis has flowered to Mrs Tootlepedal’s delight.
I had a wander round, passing my favourite astantias…
…and noting the first flowers on the wiegela…
…before stopping to check on the azalea which has been badly affected by lack of rain.
The recent wet weather has encouraged it to open some of its buds after all and…
…as it is due to keep raining for some days, all may not be lost.
The waxy leaves of lupins and hostas held the evidence.
The clematis by the front door is beginning to look a bit bedraggled so I took a picture of it while it is still looking stunning.
Mrs Tootlepedal is easing the frost bitten but recovering fuchsia out of the greenhouse day be day..
…and I hope to see it in position in the garden soon.
When I had finished wandering, I set about doing a little more shifting and sieving of the compost in Bin C. The sieved bits are looking good.
It was reasonably warm in the garden and there were threats of rain but it kept dry for the morning and only started to rain in earnest as we left to drive to Lockerbie to catch the train to Edinburgh.
The train was even later than usual but as one disgruntled passenger pointed out as we arrived at Waverley Station 28 minutes late, this was two minutes too early for us to be able to claim part of the fare back. Ah well. And it was pouring with rain when we got out of the station so it was not our finest travelling day.
Matilda was in excellent form when we arrived. Mrs Tootlepedal was particularly welcomed as she is making a dress for Matilda to wear at a school performance and had brought her measuring tape with her to get the size right. After the measuring had been done, we played Go Fish and Beggar My Neighbour with Matilda and all I can say is that I didn’t catch many fish and I was utterly beggared by both Matilda and Mrs Tootlepedal. I have always had characteristically bad luck at cards.
The journey home was delayed too and it was still raining as we drove home so it was good to get back to a warm, dry house.
The flying bird of the day is one of the starlings returning to our neighbour’s holly tree where they are roosting.