Today’s guest picture is another from Dropscone’s Highland holiday. He and his daughter Susan found a very steep gorge to walk along, but Susan made sure that he didn’t go too near the edge.
After yesterday’s excitements. I was very happy to a have gentle morning with nothing more exciting than a cup of coffee and a treacle scone with Dropscone to keep me entertained. When he left (with some of our surplus runner beans), I went out and had a wander round the garden.
After last night’s rain, it was dry and quiet and the garden was full of birds. Some were easier to spot than others…
…and some were very easy to spot indeed.
Crown Princess Margareta is ignoring cold mornings and rainy evenings and producing more late flowers all the time.
And generally, flowers are lasting well.
It was rather cool and gloomy though so I went back in and settled down to being baffled by a tricky crossword and this helped me pass the time until Mrs Tootlepedal returned. She had spent the morning talking to the public about the proposed community land purchase and had had some very interesting and useful conversations.
After lunch, she went back to talk to people again and i mowed the greenhouse grass and pottered around the garden.
I am very happy to see the dahlias continuing to make up for their slow start.
The insects are pleased too.
The day brightened up and a couple of red admiral butterflies arrived.
I had thought that the Abyssinian gladioli had come to the end of their run but a single flower has popped up to say that they are not all dead yet. It has been joined by a surprising lone Sweet William flower.
The verbena attracted a bee but the sedum had no friends.
When Mrs Tootlepedal came back, we decided to go for a walk and drove a few miles up and out of the Esk Valley and down into the valley of the Tarras Water to take a walk along the river there.
There was plenty of water in the Tarras…
…and the track was muddy and full of puddles in places so we had to keep an eye on where we were walking. We were able to pause and look around though.
We were struck but the look of this conifer plantation. It is not at all usual to be able to see the trunks of the trees like this and we wondered what had caused the trees to grow so thinly.
We followed the track into a wood and met a fine crop of horsetails.
We followed a trail up the hill through the woods…
…which had been used by people going to fill the feeders for the pheasants….
…which have been put out in the woods for people to shoot at.
Although the season has just begun, there was no shooting today so we were able to enjoy our walk in peace.
The sun came out as we walked and the wood looked delightful…
…whichever way we turned.
It was notable that the birch trees here had almost all lost their leaves already.
There was occasional fungus to see…
…and the horsetails caught the low sun as we came back down the hill.
There were hints of autumn colour
…and it had turned into a beautiful evening for a walk.
We had our flu jabs yesterday before we went to Edinburgh and we don’t seem to have had any ill effects from them but we are both still a little below par so we enjoyed a quiet evening in watching supremely talented athletes running and jumping at the World Championships, perhaps wishing that we were still young enough to run about in a vigorous way too.
The flying bird of the day is a sparrow going downhill.