Today’s guest picture comes from that inveterate traveller Bruce. He looked in on a tea dance at the famous Tower Ballroom in Blackpool but did not venture onto the floor himself. Doubtless things will be a bit more lurid on 16th November when Strictly comes to town.
Finally our spell of mild autumn weather came to an end today and we woke up to a frosty garden.
It wasn’t very frosty though and things warmed up gently through the morning. I wondered if the frost would have encouraged some autumn colour, so after breakfast I went out for a short three bridges walk.
I was waved off by a hosta positively glowing in the sunshine.
Sadly, the autumn colour was mainly on the river bank…
…though it was still a glorious morning for a walk.
The ducks seemed to think that it was good weather for them too…
…as they cruised up and down the Ewes Water, occasionally ducking.
I fear that autumn colour is not going to figure this year and the trees behind the Sawmill Brig have lost interest in the whole thing.
The old Episcopalian Church on the Lodge Walks was looking attractive. It is a pity that no use can be found for this building.
The trees across the Castleholm were rather dull….
…but the sunny day made for good views. I was interested to see the hill cattle had chosen to graze near the top of the hill where I would have thought that it would be chillier. Perhaps they got more sun up there.
With two months still to go until the shortest day, it is slightly depressing to find the sun so low in the sky even at this time of year but it does provide some Hitchcock like shots on a walk.
When I got back, I settled down and while Mrs Tootlepedal went off to demount her embroiderers’ group exhibition in the Welcome to Langholm hub, I did the crossword, made coffee and bread and followed that up with another tarte tatin. We have quite a few apples in hand and the making (and eating) of tarte tatin is my approved way of dealing with them at the moment.
After lunch, with the thermometer showing 7°C, I wrapped up well and went out for a pedal. The larches are doing their best to provide some autumn colour. These ones are at Pool Corner.
I was a few miles up the road when I met a cyclist coming the other way. He drew to a halt and it turned out to be Sandy out for a spin on his e-bike. He was doing an adventurous circuit with quite a few hills in it.
After some chat, he set off to pedal home to Langholm…
…and I cycled on up to the top of Callister.
Rather annoyingly, after a brilliantly sunny morning, a few stray clouds had turned up to hide the sun…
…but out to the west, the sea was glistening where the clouds had cleared.
It didn’t take long for them to clear where I was and I cycled home in golden splendour.
I was going to cycle through the town and out of the other side but I came upon a man with a tractor cutting the roadside hedge. As this often involves covering the road with sharp hawthorn fragments, I turned back and did two circuits of the New Town to make up my twenty miles.
When I got home, Mrs Tootlepedal kindly cut my hair and after I had had a shower, my flute pupil Luke turned up. Thanks to some improved teaching and some home practice, he is really getting a grip on the counting. We are also both working on approaching high notes with confidence rather than terror, and that is showing improvement too.
The weather looks set fair for the next few days so I am hoping to be able to add a few more miles to my October total before the end of the month. Since the clocks have gone back, I will have to make an effort to get started sooner as the evenings are really drawing in now and I don’t have good enough equipment (or the courage) to cycle in the dark.
We have put the bird feeder out and I hope that normal service will be resumed as soon as the birds notice that food is now available. In the meantime, I didn’t see a flying bird today, so a reflective Mr Grumpy, spotted from the Town Bridge on my cycle ride, will have to do.
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I loved the shot, that you took, of the sun hiding behind clouds, most effective.
It’s always nice to see some fall larches. We don’t have enough of them here to make much of an impact.
That was a nice ride. I hope Sandy’s feet (and yours) are better now.
I thought those were excellent shots of the ducks.
Sandy is waiting for an operation on his feet and I am religiously doing my exercises so we are both looking forward to more comfortable times.
Another fabulous day in the Borders.
Great photos as always!
I too enjoyed the ducks.
Sun through the clouds – shot of the day.
A crying shame that nothing can be done with the old Episcopalian Church. Have they tried to sell it? I’d have thought people would jump at the chance. Your day, though cold, looked lovely.
As far as I know no attempt has been made to find a use for the church or to sell it. It used to be a little museum at one point.
Nicely back in the groove. Our Head Gardener registered your frost.
We had some more today.
I enjoyed the ducks and the shimmering sea. All in all, it looks lovely despite the foliage’s reluctance to do the autumn colours. Those pesky top notes…I always had to sneak up on them 😊
It is trying to be on the right note at entries that is my bugbear. I am not very musical in spite of enjoying playing and singing a lot.
You might be surprised to learn that we have not had a hard frost yet. Too bad someone doesn’t buy that church and convert into a cottage. Such an inviting building.
I am surprised about your lack of frost.
A big change here in Maine. Used to come the end of September. Now it’s the end of October or the beginning of November. And then winter comes in with a crash rather than gradually, the way it once did. Weird is the new normal.
Things are undoubtedly changing all over the world.
Such a pretty Episcopalian Church hope someone comes up with a bright idea to use it. Love the photo of the sea glistening in the background and good to see Mr Grumpy pondering …maybe he’s thinking about the election!
He’s probably thinking about emigrating.
Of all the many bridges you feature,Sawmill is my favourite.
Wether it’s the simple architecture,the setting,or both I’m not sure,but it’s very pleasing on the eye.
Maybe you might do a Sawmill bridge compilation some day.👍
I too like the Sawmill Brig as must be obvious to readers. I don’t know whether my filing system is up to producing compilations but it is an interesting idea. Thank you.
Winter on the way already, huh? Love that riverbank shot. Looks like a lovely walk indeed!
Winter is not here yet but we are certainly being reminded that it is not too far away. We might get a warmer spell first if we are lucky.
Good to see Mr. Grumpy again. 🙂 So Jack Frost has waved his paintbrush over your area now. We have had several mornings below freezing here this week. The little bit of leaf color we did have is now on the ground.
We haven’t gone much below freezing yet….long may that continue.
You are really adding up the miles this month.
This made me chortle: “ We are also both working on approaching high notes with confidence rather than terror….”