Today’s guest picture comes from my sister Mary and shows one of the glass sculptures by Dale Chihuly at Kew gardens.
(This is the second of his glass sculptures to appear in the blog as Mary Jo from Manitoba sent me another when she was on her London visit earlier in the year.)
As has frequently been the case lately, the weather here was a good deal better than the forecast and we had another warm and often sunny day today. It might have been a day for a cycle ride but I had non cycling business in hand and went off to England to have another singing lesson from our ex Langholm Sings conductor, Mary.
She is endlessly patient and helpful as well as being very knowledgeable and I am trying my best to take on board the useful things she tells me, with variable success. Still, practice makes perfect so I haven’t entirely given up hope yet.
I had time for a walk round the garden before lunch when I got home.
I noticed a bee making itself very much at home in a zinnia…
…and after seeing a good variety of butterflies over the last few days, there were only peacocks today….
…though there were a lot of them and a lot of whites too who were too flighty to pose for a picture.
Mrs Tootlepedal has put her Abyssinian gladioli out into the flower beds still in their pots as they will need to be taken in over winter, but they seem to be enjoying themselves all the same.
I was very happy to see a little robin on the lawn, the first that I have seen in the garden for some time.
After lunch, Mrs Tootlepedal went off on her shopping bike. This time she was actually going shopping, though she combined it with some business too. While she was out, I mowed the front lawn and then attacked the greenhouse grass. Although it is not cut to the same standard or by the same mower as the front lawn, it provides a cheerfully green welcome to the vegetable garden.
Mrs Tootlepedal returned and we had a quick stroll round before it was time for afternoon tea.
The Wren keeps producing flowers in a very satisfactory way…
…but the dahlias haven’t done so well this year yet as something seems to be nibbling at them. One of the plants is producing flowers but they are hanging their heads.
The Sweet Williams are over and Mrs Tootlepedal has replaced some of them with dianthus which she bought the other day.
When the tea and biscuits had gone to a good home, I had to get ready for my flute pupil Luke who was coming to play after taking a short break. As he came in, I noticed that the white clematis by the front door, which has long been over, had mysteriously produced a lone late flower.
Luke and I knocked a few cobwebs off our flute playing and when he left, I had a last tour of the garden before our evening meal.
The rowan berries are getting more colourful every day…
…and underneath the rowan tree, the snow berries are reminding us of what is to come.
A reminder of things past is provided by the lupin next to the greenhouse which has got some side shoots still producing flowers.
And the evenings now provide the delightful scent of nicotianas.
The pond has a leak which Mrs Tootlepedal can’t find and so we had to top it up again today but the water lilies don’t seem to mind their up and down existence.
My recorder playing friends arrived in the evening and the four of us enjoyed a varied evening of music from J S Bach to Scott Joplin.
A brisk wind had been blowing all day so I was quite pleased that I had had good musical excuses not to battle into the breeze on my bike.
The non flying bird of the day is that robin which appeared again in the early evening. I hope that it will be a permanent garden resident from now on.