Today’s guest picture is another from camera club member Simon.  He took a walk along the old railway line to Longtown and managed to find himself under three bridges at the same time, the main road, the old railway and a footbridge.

simon's bridges

The weather, which likes to have its little joke, decided that a day when there was no time for  walk and when Evie was due to go home would be just the day to put on a show of sunshine after a week of more or less continuous rain.

Now I like a joke as much as the next man, but even I thought that this was going a bit far and allowed a smidgeon of bitterness to enter my soul.

Leaving Mrs Tootlepedal and Annie to combine Evie care with talking to the project leader about the proposed community land purchase, I went to church where a diminished choir and a service with few hymns made for a thin singing experience.

As we were preparing for Annie and Evie’s departure after lunch and I had to some shopping, there wasn’t even a lot of time to look at birds when I got back.

Still, it was good to see them perching in the sun.

sunlit siskin

sunlit robin

sunlit chaffinch

When I went out into the garden for a moment, I turned my eyes to the hills and wished that I had had time to climb.

Castle hill with Cattle

In the garden, there were still no frogs to be seen but the first of the miniature daffodils has come out…

miniature daffodil

…the chives are looking promising…

chives early

…and the rhubarb is developing.

rhubarb developing

I used to think that hellebores were a bit dull but in recent years, I have changed my mind.

hellebore backlit

Back inside, there was another moment to watch the birds.  The sunshine hadn’t improved their manners at all…

two siskins vs chaffinch

…but at least one chaffinch made it safely to the feeder and enjoyed a seed.

sunlit chaffinch looking round

After lunch, I had a quick look to see if the sun had brought the crocuses out…

open crocuses

…and then it was time to pack Annie, Evie, the pushchair and an enormous case in to the car and pray that the Zoe would behave and take us to Carlisle.

The Zoe behaved impeccably and we arrived at the station in plenty of time and found that the train was more or less on time.  These days the railway experience wouldn’t be the same without some excitement, so a train from another railway company got stuck at the platform at which our train was due to arrive.  With a couple of minutes to go, there was a rush of pushchair, case and passengers over the footbridge to catch the down train from the up platform.  All was well  though and we got Annie, Evie, the case and the pushchair onto the train and it pulled out on time as we shed a tear and waved goodbye.

It really was a lovely day in Carlisle as they left…

citadel in sunshine

…but we ignored the lovely day and headed indoors to our Carlisle Community Choir practice.  Fortunately, it was a very good session and the tenors recovered some of their self esteem after last week’s travails.

And even better, it was still light as we drove home so we were able to watch a pretty spectacular starling murmuration over our heads as we went back through Longtown.  If we get a decent day, we will try to go down to see the starlings with camera in hand next week.  There seemed to be a lot more birds than when we watched them a month ago.

The house seems very quiet.

The flying bird of the day is a choice between this rather impressionistic study of a goldfinch…

impression of flying goldfinch

…and this neater but duller shot.

flying goldfinch

Take your pick.

I have time on my hands tomorrow: the forecast is for sleet and snow.  Ha ha.

Published by tootlepedal

Cyclist, retired teacher, curmudgeon, keen amateur photographer.

34 thoughts on “Goodbye

    1. Yes, we realise that in spite of my moaning about the weather, others have had it a lot worse than we have. We are grateful for this and sympathise with those badly affected..

  1. I note some bitterness in that final laugh. It’s always sad to say goodbye to loved ones and the house is always strangely quiet and tidy when they’ve gone home.
    The hills look wonderful in the sunshine.

      1. I’m late writing and replying because it actually didn’t rain for a few hours straight yesterday, so we grabbed our chance to be outside in the forest 🙂 Back to rain as usual now …

  2. The sunshine looks wonderful, and I am sure the birds enjoyed it too. At least Annie and Evie had good weather for their return trip.

    Today in my area, it has been one of passing storms punctuated by sunshine and patches of blue sky.

  3. To have that view of the hill from your own garden must be wonderful, all the time.
    The chives, rhubarb, hellebore and crocuses were great to see. I like a good crinkly spring rhubarb leaf.
    I’m glad the rain has stopped and you saw some sunshine. Even if you couldn’t enjoy it I’d bet the garden did.

  4. In your case I cheer the sun as I welcome raindrops in my space. I too am familiar with the emptiness and hollow quietness that fills the wake of the departure of grandchildren.

  5. I’m not a fan of that feeling you gave on arriving home after visitors have departed . Also not a fan of the weathergod’s little joke. A sky as blue as that needs you to have time available to celebrate it!

  6. Rhubarb, rhubarb, I love a joke too, but the weather here has been very unforgiving. Possibly great weather for rhubarb, sage and ducks. We always had a great rhubarb patch when I was growing up. My job in it’s production was to follow the coalman or rag and bone man’s horses and carts with a bucket and spade. I recently looked into the back garden of the house where I was brought up and the rhubarb patch still looks very fertile. If only mam or mamgu were here to make a rhubarb pie or crumble. Thanks for helping my mind wander back in time, cheers.

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