Today’s guest picture is another from my sister Mary’s visit to Paris. She went to the Musee D’Orsay while she was there. The clock is very fine, I think.
We had another fine and dry day today but as it coincided with a two choir day, I couldn’t make much outdoor use of the good weather. I could have made a bit more use of it than I did though, if my legs hadn’t still been mentioning yesterday’s ride from time to time.
As it was, my longest cycle ride of the day was the few hundred yards to the church in the morning. I did the trip twice though because I had forgotten my music and had to go back for it.
I did think of a walk or a short cycle when we got back from church, but in the end I frittered away the time in drinking coffee, chatting to Mrs Tootlepedal and reading yesterday’s papers.
I went out into the garden and picked and ate a few plums. I was hoping to catch more birds eating berries, but they have unsportingly been eating them behind my back. I looked at a few flowers instead.
The rambler rose is till showing some vigorous blooms…
…and nearby, Mrs Tootlepedal’s green manure mustard plants are flowering freely.
She has planted sunflowers here and there all round the garden and on a sunny day like today, you find one smiling at you wherever you turn.
Phlox is hanging on….
…and the red astrantia is having an excellent second flowering.
When I went back in, I frittered away some more time in eating Mrs Tootlepedal’s excellent courgette fritters for lunch and then it was the moment to jump into the car and go to Carlisle for the first meeting of the new session for the community choir there.
I was looking forward to this a lot, but it turned out to be a bit disappointing. Our regular conductor and accompanist were not there, the acoustics in our new rehearsal venue made it hard to hear what the stand in conductor was saying and we sang a lot of songs that we have sung many times before,
We have got several new members this session, which is very good news, but owing to a failure of communication, there were not enough copies of all the music for them and as several of the new tenors can’t read music, it was hard for them to cope with shared copies when the rest of the choir new the songs very well. However, all four of the new tenors seemed to enjoy themselves and have promised to come back which was heartening. It was good to be back singing in a large choir again, and as always, things can only get better, so I am looking forward to future meetings.
The nights are beginning to draw in now and there was not enough time for a late walk or pedal when we got home. The birds had gone to bed so the flying bird of the day is a butterfly enjoying one of the last flowering spikes on the blue buddleia.