Today’s guest picture is another from Venetia’s recent musical outing. As well as singing with sackbuts, she saw an angel playing a trumpet.
We are strictly rationed to only one fine day at a time at the moment, so it was no surprise to wake to a very gloomy morning with additional drizzle today after yesterday’s sunshine.
For some reason (Mrs Tootlepedal suggests that it may have to do with too many birthdays) I was a bit tired and took a long time after breakfast in my dressing gown to get up, make coffee and visit the corner shop.
I had hoped to go for a walk in the late morning and give my new coat an airing but the drizzle was of that particularly depressing kind which discourages enterprise. I stayed in and spent time sorting music for church and Carlisle choirs tomorrow.
And occasionally looking at the birds.
We are not getting a lot of birds at all which is concerning. I see that I was complaining about the lack of winter birds last year too so it is not just a passing phenomenon. There were some birds today, goldfinches, siskins and chaffinches.
The light was poor and I had a struggle trying to get a flying bird of the day, though I thought that this effort was pleasingly reminiscent of Woodstock, the bird in the Peanuts cartoon strip
For a decent flying bird, I need to to have enough birds so that queues form for the perches. When there are vacant perches, as was the case today, the birds arrive very quickly and I was usually too late…
…and the birds had got too close to the feeder.
The drizzle eased off and I had a look round the garden for signs of life.
There is still plenty of potential leek soup out there. Mrs Tootlepedal tries to keep exposed soil well mulched over the winter.
She had used her new vegetable chopping device to help make some very tasty vegetable soup for lunch and after I had enjoyed eating some with bread and cheese, I went out for a cycle ride. It had stopped raining completely by this time.
The wind hadn’t stopped blowing though and I found the first few miles straight in to the breeze very hard work. I sensibly turned off and with the wind now across and slightly behind, I pedalled happily across the hill and down into the Esk valley.
The wind was in the perfect direction and helped back up the hill into Langholm. It was very gloomy and I only stopped once to add another tree to my collection.
Once I got home, I felt that I had done enough for the day and passed from afternoon tea and the last of the Christmas cake into an evening meal of fishcakes and broccoli without noticeably moving at all.
Because of the lack of sunshine and photographs today, I am going to break with tradition and use a photograph from yesterday which escaped from my filing system to fill out today’s post. This was the sky at dawn.
We are going to London in a couple of weeks and I booked the railway tickets today. The route has recently been transferred from one operator to another, and although I had received a reassuring email from the new operators saying that the changeover would be seamless as far as booking went, I feared the worst. Oh ye of little faith! Everything went perfectly smoothly and the tickets are booked. This is not the same company that runs the Lockerbie train.
I gave up on goldfinches for the flying bird of the day and looked to the heavens to catch a jackdaw in the walnut tree instead.