Today’s guest picture comes from my correspondent Elaine who saw the noble fir cones on yesterday’s post and has topped them with this wonderful set of lilac coloured cones which she saw in Half Morton churchyard a month ago. I think that they may be Korean Fir cones.
After some showery days, we had a better day today with little wind so I managed to get out and get going on my bike after breakfast and did the twenty mile Canonbie circuit.
I didn’t stop for a lot of pictures as I was a bit pressed for time but when I had to stop to let traffic past at the end of the bike path, I noted some promising looking blackberries…
…and a fine thistle.
The recent walks have left my legs a little under par and I although I tried quite hard to pedal fast, I actually went round at a slightly slower average speed than I had managed on my much longer ride last Friday. Such is life.
I still had some energy left though because when I got home, I mowed the front lawn and trimmed another of the box balls.
Mrs Tootlepedal and I were wondering where the butterflies go when it is wet and windy. Wherever it is, they must be well sheltered because as soon as the sun came out and the wind dropped, they were back in the garden in force today. The bees made room for them.
There were small tortoiseshells …
…lots of peacocks…
…but no painted ladies today.
The opium and Shirley poppies are going over but the Icelandic poppies are more durable and go on for ever.
Mrs Tootlepedal is very pleased with the way that the plants that she has put in round the old chimney pot are doing.
And we are pleased to see the first sign of the runner beans actually beaning. This is timely, because the broad beans and the peas are just about finished.
The huge crop of plums on the plum tree continues to worry Mrs Tootlepedal. She is afraid that the crop might break branches. We have already taken what must be hundreds of plums off the tee and she took another lot off today. The weight of the plums bends the branches and brings new fruit into the reach of the picker.
There are plenty of plums left!
The hosta was still beckoning bees.
And the silver pear was still acting as a home for sparrows…
…though one sparrow preferred a lonely perch among the rowan berries.
I didn’t have long to wander about the garden, and I soon went in for a shower, a shave and some soup. Then, as it is a Thursday, we drove off to Lockerbie to catch the train to Edinburgh to visit Matilda and her parents.
Regular readers will not be surprised to learn that the train was twenty minute late.
We had a very pleasant visit, and although Matilda had been at a dancing competition in the morning, she was still so full of dancing that she treated me to a comprehensive display of various styles of dance until it was time for our evening meal.
This was a lentil dahl cooked by Alistair and it was delicious.
By the next time we see Matilda, she will have have turned into a schoolchild as she starts school next week. How the years have flown.
The only sad thing about the day was the discovery that I had lost my old age pensioner’s bus pass somewhere. I am hoping that it is in Matilda’s house and that it might yet turn up. Otherwise, I will have to go to get a replacement as a bus pass is a very good thing to have.
I couldn’t catch a flying bird of the day today so a very small insect visiting a dahlia will have to do instead.