Today’s guest picture comes from my sister Mary. She was impressed by Mary Sibande’s exhibition ‘I Came Apart at the Seams’ on a visit to Somerset House. If this picture is anything to go by, I can see why she liked it.
We had another grey and drizzly morning here and I had to put my umbrella up as I walked to church. Mrs Tootlepedal is more carefree than I, so she cycled as usual. I enjoyed singing in the choir as the hymns were provided with nice straightforward bass parts which I could sing without worrying. We had 10 in the choir today and our organist is hoping to start practising from next week with a view to an anthem or two.
We had coffee when we got home and then I checked on the birds. Once again, there was very little light but at least there quite a few birds about today, both waiting on the walnut tree….
…and feeding on the feeder. In fact there were enough birds on the feeder for queues to form…
…though I was often not quite quick enough with my shutter finger to catch them in the air.
I have lent my tripod to a friend who has gone off in the hope of seeing the Northern Lights so I am hand holding the camera. This means that every time I look up from the viewfinder to see if a bird is coming, I just miss the one that has sneaked in.
I had more luck with a dunnock on the ground.
It was still drizzling and I thought that this pair of slightly bedraggled goldfinches summed up the day well.
As regular readers will know, I have got a new coat (with pockets) so I thought that this dreich day might the ideal time to take it for a walk and try it out.
It really was a miserable day with absolutely no gap at all between the clouds and the ground.
I walked along the track to the Becks Burn and noticed that there was still a lot of fruit on this tree…
…while the nearby apples had shed all theirs.
The apples must be very sour to have been left in peace by birds and animals.
People in towns and cities are often vexed by CCTV surveillance. We have other methods of observation in the country.
I was hoping to see fungi but these two small outbreaks on a pile of logs were all that I noticed.
I crossed the Becks Burn by the bridge and took the road home. In the hedgerow there was any amount of lichen…
…and some haws as well.
As I got near to Pool Corner, the loud singing of a bird made me stop and look at the river. As I thought, it was a dipper marking out its territory in song.
A little further on, I found a patch of peltigera lichen on the wall looking very healthy.
My new coat kept the drizzle out very well and the pockets kept my camera and phone dry, so it passed the test. In fact its only fault was that, if anything, it was too warm and I got gently cooked on my walk. That is a fault on the right side, as they say.
After lunch, we set off for Carlisle where the Carlisle community Choir was having its first meeting of 2020. During the last few months, the committee have been putting a lot of effort into encouraging more men to come and sing, and this paid off today in the shape of two new recruits to the tenor section. We hope that they both enjoyed themselves enough to keep coming back.
We have a good range of music to sing in the forthcoming months and I am looking forward to learning new songs.
The forecast for the next two days is terrible so patient readers might have to wait a bit for some cheerful pictures.
The flying bird of the day is a goldfinch battling through wind and rain to get to the feeder.