Today’s guest picture comes from Sue, who lives at the bottom of the town, and sees interesting things in her garden.
Just because Sue sees more interesting things in her garden than we do in ours, she kindly invited me (and my camera) down to see what we could see this morning, so after breakfast, I cycled down with hope in my heart. When I sat in her kitchen and saw her feeder set up through the window…
…I was bowled over and I got out my camera and waited.
She told me that she had already seen nuthatches before i arrived and that this was the usual time for the squirrel to call so I sat filled with the keenest anticipation.
I saw a jackdaw….
…and several families of sparrows…
…and a selection of tits…
…one of which had a good stretch out for the squirrel food…
…and even a pair of robins…
…all of which were were very welcome but did not include a nuthatch, woodpecker or squirrel which I had hoped to see. Sue gave me a cup of coffee and we waited for a while but in the end, I left with that familiar feeling that many interesting things would happen as soon as I left.
Some interesting things had happened in the town over night and as I passed the Co-operative Store, I could see that it had been ringed around with crime scene tape….
…and a closer inspection revealed that the store had been the victim of a determined attack.
It turned out that overnight there had been an attempt to ram the doors with a vehicle and steal the cash machine. The doors had suffered but the cash machine had remained in place. Some time ago, a gang had managed to prise the cash machine out of the wall with a digger and carry it off, but obviously security has improved since then and this attempt failed.
Still, it is not the sort of thing that we see every day in Langholm so it was a shock.
I have noticed that men have been out and about trimming banks and mowing things so I took this picture of the flowery bank of the Esk as I cycled home in case it disappears soon.
I hadn’t been home long before Sue sent me a message to say that a nuthatch and a woodpecker had appeared almost as soon as I had left and she was watching a squirrel as she typed the message. Such is life. I hope to get the opportunity to try again soon.
I had time for a walk round the garden before Dropscone arrived with the traditional Friday treacle scones at coffee time.
The salvias are going to make a splash when they all come fully out.
Although the roses have been catching my eye most lately, the peonies are still very good value.
I like the way that clematis flowers seem to come with wildly different numbers of petals on the same plant. Here is one with six and one with four side by side.
I was pleased to see a young blue tit on the peanuts at our feeders as I passed. It wasn’t frightened of me at all.
Dropscone arrived and we ate his scones cheerfully while he drank coffee and I had a cup of tea since I had already had a coffee.
Dropscone has almost recovered from his broken ribs, although he is taking good care not to sneeze still, and is back to playing full rounds of golf.
When he left, Mrs Tootlepedal and I made two new surrounds for raised beds in the vegetable garden. These were to replace the beds which the digger had squashed while the new electricity pole was being put in. The power company had given us enough wood for the job and with me on the saw and Mrs Tootlepedal on the tape measure and hammer, the new beds were made by lunchtime.
Over lunch, I looked out of the window and saw that the blue tit was back.
After lunch, I mowed the grass round the greenhouse in a free and easy way. I have had to be careful over recent weeks because of our neighbour’s telephone wire running along the ground, but it now back attached to the new pole, so it was a relief just to be able to swing the hover mower about without worrying.
I then went in to do crossword.
While I was inside, Mrs Tootlepedal placed the smaller of the two beds in position and sorted out the soil.
The larger bed will have to wait until time and energy are available as there is quite a lot of work to be done before it can be lowered into position.
I had thought of going cycling but the day got very gloomy and there was a hint of drizzle so I had a walk round the garden instead.
The geraniums are going on strongly…
…as are the Sweet Williams.
The melancholy thistles are beginning to go to seed…
…but the ligularias are just joining the party.
I sieved a lot of compost to fill our store bucket because Mrs Tootlepedal has been using a lot recently and thought about mowing some lawns but went inside and had a quiet sit down instead.
In the evening, we dug up another potato from the potato patch and were very pleasantly surprised at how productive it was and how clean and slug free the crop was. As a result we had plenty of new potatoes to go with a second helping of mince for our tea.
In the evening, Mike and Alison came round and Alison and I enjoyed getting back to playing flute and keyboard duets. For one reason or another, we haven’t played for some time, so it was a treat to get back to music making.
The flying bird of the day is one of our own garden siskins.