Today’s guest post is another from Joyce’s Bermuda collection. As well as glorious beaches she visited the zoo at Flatt Island where she found this lovely lemur.
When we woke up, we were very pleased to find the Norwegian weather forecast had been reliable and we had a second sunny day in succession. What was even more satisfactory was that there was no sign of the strong winds with which we had been threatened so it was as good a day as one could reasonably expect in early February.
We had to wait in for the gas man to come and service our boiler so I had time to admire the smash and grab technique of the robin…
…and cycle to the corner shop, passing an oyster catcher on the way.
When I got home again, there were starlings on every side.
There was one on top of Irving’s holly tree and one on top of the walnut tree …
…and when I went round the back of the house to investigate loud twittering, I found many more starlings in a bush at the back of Henry Street. (There were noisy sparrows in there too.)
While the gas boiler inspection was going on, I walked round the garden.
The crocuses had opened to greet the sunshine…
…and there were signs of life all over the place.
In defence of the often criticised service industries, I have to report that the gas engineer came on time, did the job cheerfully and quickly, and went on his way with a smile.
Mrs Tootlepedal had a busy morning at the computer on the proposed community land purchase business and she had more to do after lunch. While she slaved away, I took the opportunity to test my cycling head to see if there was any dizziness still in it.
I got the slow bike out because it has wide handlebars for a steadier grip and it doesn’t have toe clips on the pedals so if I needed to stop quickly, I could put my foot down immediately. I cycled at a very sensible pace so that I wouldn’t put pressure on my breathing. As a result, I enjoyed the outing.
It was still a lovely day…
…and I stopped after three miles for a little rest and a chance to view a favourite cascade on the Wauchope Water.
I took a bird’s eye view from above…
…and a trout’s eye view from below.
I turned up the Cleuchfoot road and followed the Logan Water for a mile.
I looked politely at the lichen on the wall when I parked my bike for that photo.
In the end, I managed ten miles in just over an hour and got home without having to stop for a dizzy spell. This was most satisfactory and if the weather stays friendly, I will try to go a little further tomorrow.
Mrs Tootlepedal had finished her work by the time that I got back, and she kindly agreed to forgo a gardening opportunity and come for a walk with me instead.
We went along the Lamb Hill….
…and on to the road to Newcastleton.
There is a gap in the trees there which gives a fine view up the Ewes valley. I like the way that the hills meet each other on the diagonal just as a child might draw hills in a colouring book..
We walked up the road and then took the path across the lower slopes of Whita which leads to Whita Well. We couldn’t see much ahead of us as we were walking straight into the sun but when we stopped and looked back, we were well rewarded for our little climb.
After a soggy start, the path across the hill became very acceptable.
Above us, we could see the monument pointing out where to look to find the moon.
When we got to Whita Well, we came to the bench which kind people have put there for the convenience of elderly walkers who are in need of a sit down.
We sat down.
We were well sheltered from the light breeze, and it was a great treat after so many damp and gloomy days to sit in the sun and take in the rays.
As we walked back down to the town, we passed a good show of gorse, though it wasn’t warm enough to generate the coconut scent that gorse has in summer.
We also passed this sign at the top of the golf course.
It was laid flat on the ground though as the helicopter wasn’t flying today.
We got home after two and a half miles of quite hard work and were very happy to have a sit down, a cup of tea, and several slices of fruity malt loaf which doubtless more than made up for any calories we might have expended while going up the hill.
Although the atmospheric pressure is due to stay high tomorrow, we might find ourselves in some misty conditions and the temperature might be low enough for a morning frost. Looking at the BBC weather forecast for the temperature in the afternoon, I find it is two degrees better than the Norwegian offering, so I will opt for the BBC this time.
The slow cooked lamb stew made a third and final appearance for tea, this time in the guise of a light curry with rice.
The flying bird of the day is a siskin.
A literal footnote: Sandy has sent me a message to say that his operation has gone well. Thank you for the kind wishes that you expressed.