Today’s guest picture comes from our son Tony. He noticed a small water wheel which has been installed not far from his house. It has a helpful explanatory diagram drawn on the side of its hut. It is providing power for some lights on a bridge.
Just how lucky the agricultural show was to get a fine day yesterday was made clear by the rain which greeted me as I got up today. It kept raining as I went to church to sing in the choir. It was the harvest festival service today so it would have been nice to have some better weather to go with it.
When I got home, the rain died down to a drizzle and in between drinking coffee and doing some desultory tidying up against the return of Mrs Tootlepedal, I went out into the garden to have a look around.
I always like to see how raindrops sit on flowers and leaves….
…and I found that I was not the only one interested in the Michaelmas daisies.
The astrantia was attractive too.
One of the fuchsias that Mrs Tootlepedal moved has finally decided that some flowers would be a good thing….
…but it looks as though they might be too late with some cold weather forecast later in the week.
An insect visiting Crown Princess Margareta seems to be a bit lost.
The silver pear has got quite a lot of little pears on it this year. They are about the size of a cherry and unfortunately they are hard and inedible.
The nasturtiums are still bringing their own little bit of sunshine into the garden…
…and the late flowering nerines are looking very cheerful too.
By the back gate, the old fuchsia continues to surprise after a couple of very poor years.
I went back indoors and looking out of the kitchen window, I though that I saw a sparrow on the lawn but a second glance told me that it was something else, so I snatched a poor picture of it as it hopped away. I wonder if it is a wheatear but I would welcome a suggestion from a knowledgeable reader as to what it might be.
At the far end of the lawn, a thrush was having its head turned by a showy begonia.
After lunch, I drove to Carlisle to sing with the Carlisle Community Choir and on my way, I passed over the bridge at Longtown. There were traffic lights in place but there was no restriction on the traffic going over the bridge and the damage which had caused it to be closed yesterday looks minor. I hope that the repairs won’t be a major business.
We were very pleased to welcome back our regular conductor Ellen at the choir practice and we worked as hard as we could to keep her happy.
After the choir was over, I was even more pleased to drive to station and pick up Mrs Tootlepedal. She arrived back from London on a very punctual train having had a very enjoyable week there with our daughter and new granddaughter.
After a gloomy week of miserable weather in her absence, it is very good to have a ray of metaphorical sunshine back in the house.
The flying bird of the day was just passing by during the rainy morning.