Today’s guest picture comes from my brother who took refuge from some rain in a coffee shop. I thought that his biscuit wittily showed rain coming down from a cloud but a closer look makes it clear that it is a sheep.
Storm Jorge politely delayed its arrival in Langholm until the late afternoon. This allowed a small group of jackdaws to visit the feeder in peace. I had put out some fat balls which the jackdaws like.
One of the jackdaws with white markings was the first to fly in…
…and its friend with the strange white feather was not far behind. It always looks as though the feather might fall out at any moment but it seems to be very well attached.
Although it was dry and occasionally sunny, it was quite breezy as this ruffled jackdaw shows.
A rather battered looking blackbird turned up too.
I was not feeling very perky today so although Mrs Tootlepedal would have liked to make better use of the extra day which the leap year had given us, I was all for lounging around at home.
We were able to get out into the garden after coffee to complete our work on a holly bush which had got a bit too tall in the back border. A well organised photographer would have taken before and after pictures to show the progress but such a person was not available. All the same, the holly bush looks more ordered now.
A reader was asking how the frog spawn in the pond is getting. Recent cold mornings have taken their toll but a lot of the future tadpoles still look OK(ish), though the cold temperatures mean that not much development is to be seen. It is early for frogspawn though and we expect more to arrive later on.
In other areas of the garden, there is definite movement with leaves on a rose…
…and more on a spirea…
…and signs of a peony…
…and actual flowers on the rosemary by the greenhouse.
The rhubarb is developing delightful complications.
When we had finished clipping and shredding and then distributing the shredded mulch back on to the garden, it was time for lunch. Our work was speeded up by the arrival in the garden of a young lad who declared that he was bored and was looking for old people to help. There should be more young people like this.
After lunch, I settled down to do some bird watching while Mrs Tootlepedal went off to shop for supplies.
There were plenty of birds about, stocking up before the stormy weather to come (and wasting seed again).
As always, where there are two siskins about, there is likely to be an argument going on.
A hopeful female approaches a feeder full of males…
…and another looks heavenward as there is no room at the inn.
The feeder became quiet for a moment and a redpoll sneaked in.
Often I have to look hard to see a flying bird but today, I couldn’t miss them.
Mrs Tootlepedal returned from her shopping trip and we settled down to gently snooze while watching horse racing on the telly.
Outside, the siskin horde had arrived and the walnut tree, the sky above the garden, and the feeder were all alive with busy movement.
As the evening went on, the wind became stronger and the rain became heavier but if it gets no worse than this, we should bebe alright. We are keeping our fingers crossed once again.
The flying bird of the day is one of the visiting jackdaws.