Today’s guest picture comes from my sister Susan who was taking some refreshment in Russell Square when she noticed that she was being watched.
We had a day of almost uninterrupted sunshine and light winds, ideal for pottering about the garden so this is what I did. I thought of going for a bike ride from time to time as it was also a perfect day for cycling but by the time that I had pottered about the garden all morning and a bit of the afternoon too, the heat of the day had rendered me too melted to pull myself together enough to go cycling.
Through the day, flowers caught the eye, both singly…
…and in clumps…
…and they caught the eyes of insects too and the garden was loud with buzzing.
In the face of hot competition, this was my favourite single flower of the day…
…though for a knock ’em dead effect, it was hard to ignore the phlox…
…which is phlourishing greatly.
I kept an eye out for butterflies while I was picking beans and digging potatoes in the morning.
We had a good selection today:
A red admiral…
…a painted lady…
…and a small tortoiseshell…
…and lots of plainer butterflies too.
There were several of each variety and it was hard to miss the butterflies as they flew about the garden.
It was pretty warm in the sun so I had to go inside from time to time just to cool down. Not being able to stand the heat outside at one point, I went into the kitchen and made some soup for lunch using potatoes, beans and an onion from the garden.
Later, I spent some time inside watching the birds and was pleased to see a few goldfinches about.
The number of siskins has decreased lately so they must be moving on but the goldfinches still had to wait for a free perch…
…. because there are a great number of sparrows about and they are very boisterous…
…very boisterous indeed.
Mrs Tootlepedal had been at a series of meetings in the morning but she buckled down to some serious gardening in the afternoon and only paused when these three wise men appeared at our gate.
Gavin, Mike and Charlie had been out on the hills checking on one of the Langholm Walks routes and replacing marker discs on the guideposts where necessary. Their voluntary work is valuable as the walks bring many visitors into the town.
I mowed the front lawn and then I did some compost sieving.
As I found that I had emptied Bin D when I had finished, I shifted the compost that hadn’t gone through the sieve and which had been resting in Bin C back into Bin D and then, after a short sit down, I shifted the contents of Bin B into Bin C.
This is exciting work but I needed another sit down after it so I took a camera in hand and sat on a chair beside the front lawn. I was greatly entertained as I rested by the persistent demands of a young blackbird to be fed by its long suffering parent. One worm was never enough.
Then I went in and made incessant demands of my own until Mrs Tootlepedal made our evening meal.
I haven’t done much walking lately, as I am trying not to make my feet worse but it was such a lovely evening after tea, that it seemed a crime not to go for a short walk, so I went.
A reflection in the dam caught my attention as I crossed the bridge when I left the house.
The park and the river beside it were full of children swimming in the river and cycling round the park so in Langholm at least, the idea that all children these days spend their time sitting inside staring at their screens is obviously not true.
The park was looking at its best.
Several of the poplar trees along the river bank had to be cut down in recent years but the ones that remain look good on a day like today.
I walked nervously past two monsters…
…and through the wood until I got to the Murtholm.
It was such a lovely warm night that I was tempted to walk along the river bank to Skippers Bridge and back on the far side of the river but good sense prevailed and I turned back and walked home along the track on the top of the bank above the river.
This is the last post for some time in which birds on the feeder will appear, as the warm wet weather and the tendency of siskins to spill seeds when they eat has made the feeder area too smelly for comfort and I am pausing the feeding for a while. There is plenty of other food for the birds about.
So the flying bird of the day today is a farewell sparrow.