Today’s guest picture features one of our visitors today and just goes to prove that we are not the only recent grandparents about. This is Dropscone taking the grandparenting business with Emily very seriously. I am afraid that I don’t know who took the picture.
We had a dry but grey morning, rather cooler than it has been, and with the ever present threat of rain and even thunderstorms about. Like yesterday, if I wanted a dry cycle ride I would have needed to be prompt but unlike yesterday, I was not prompt at all so I didn’t go for a pedal, even though the rain held off for all of the morning and some of the afternoon too.
Luckily, there is always dead heading to be done and the garden to wander around.
The dead heading is keeping a constant flow of poppies on the go…
…and the Sweet Williams are lasting very well.
A new clematis has sprung up along the back fence which is very satisfactory.
I had another go at the fancy clover and got a bit more detail without quite getting it right…
…but the feverfew is easy to catch. It has done so well that I am thinking of calling it the fevermany.
I had a close look at a three things.
The back of a fern was packed with interest…
….there is more to the black dot in the middle of an argyranthemum than first meets the eye….
…and the salvias have hidden depths too.
The first of the Sunny Reggae dahlias has come out but it is looking as though the slugs have spotted it. Keen eyed readers will notice the shoe of the photographer at the back of the picture. Because the dahlia was facing the ‘wrong way’, I had to lean over the top of it and photograph it upside down and then correct the result in the editor later.
We had just gone in for coffee, when Scott, our former minister with his finely tuned coffee radar working well, popped in for a visit. We were pleased to see him and caught with his news and shared ours with him.
After he left, we went back put into the garden to pick sweet peas and look around. We have a lot of blackbirds, so doesn’t take a lot of looking to see one in the garden at the moment.
Mrs Tootlepedal went off to a lunch at the Buccleuch Centre with her ex colleagues from the Health Centre and I looked around as the sun made a brief appearance.
The ligularias are attracting bees…
…as are the rambler roses. They have come out in force over the past few days.
The blackbirds will soon have a fine crop of rowan berries to eat but they will have to wait for a little while before they are ripe.
I went in for a light lunch and then came back out and sieved some compost. I was still thinking of a bike ride as it hadn’t started raining but I made the mistake of switching on the telly to see how the Tour de France time trial was going and I was still snoozing on the sofa when first Mrs Tootlepedal came back from her lunch and then we were joined by Dropscone.
He had missed coffee in the morning because he had been playing golf. He had been beaten on the final hole but was remarkably cheerful all the same. To cheer him up even further, we loaded him down with new potatoes and rhubarb when he left.
After that the sofa called (the time trial was quite exciting to be fair), and apart from picking a few peas, I didn’t go out again.
This did mean that I had some time to watch birds.
Siskins were busy as usual.
There was hardly a dull moment.
A blue tit was more reflective, perhaps wondering whether the siskins would go away and leave some space for other birds.
The blue tit popped up onto the peanuts but before I could record it, a sparrow came and stood in front of the camera.
Later in the afternoon, a pigeon took a lofty view of life from our new electricity wires.
In the evening, our trio of visits was completed by the arrival of Mike and Alison, and while Mike and Mrs Tootlepedal put the world to rights, Alison and I played music for an hour which was a good way to end the day.
The light was pretty bad by the time that I sat down to watch the birds so this rather fuzzy siskin was the best that I could for a flying bird of the day.