Today’s guest picture comes from my sister Mary. She has combined some good autumn colour with a grebe.
My plan for the day was to leap out of bed early and go for a cycle ride and then go to see the physio for a check up. I managed half the plan. The physio was very helpful and has discharged me with admonitions to keep doing the exercises but not to do do them too much. I shall pay attention.
The high spot of the cycle free morning (I did not leap out of bed) was the arrival of a huge parcel which when opened, revealed its very modest contents.
I know this sort of thing makes sense to someone but it doesn’t make sense to me.
As it turned out to be a cold and windy morning with quite a lot of miserable drizzle about, I was quite pleased with the lack of leaping out of bed and enjoyed a gentle stroll round the garden to see what flowers are surviving…
…and to pick up a few more of the excellent walnut crop.
Most of our colour will come from shrubs until the the spring bulbs arrive.
I watched the birds as well and recorded a crow in the plum tree, a rare visitor to our garden, though we do see quite a few rooks.
A chaffinch is a more regular sight.
Under the feeder, a robin…
…and a dunnock kept a wary eye out for cats.
While up above, a blue tit snatched a seed before flying off.
There were plenty of birds about and a goldfinch seeing a fellow being assaulted by a greenfinch headed for safety.
A female chaffinch made a neat landing.
After carefully checking on the trains, we drove across to Lockerbie and caught a reasonably punctual train to Edinburgh
Matilda’s parents went off to a parents meeting at her school and we had a very entertaining time with Matilda. There was creative dance, shooting Grandpa with a bow and arrow, and games of Carcassone and Pelmanism.
Al and Clare returned with good reports of Matilda and we enjoyed another excellent meal before setting off home.
The train home was late and as we are setting off at the crack of dawn tomorrow to catch another train, this time to Glasgow, our fingers are firmly crossed.
This also explains this brief post.
The flying bird of the day is a goldfinch in a queue