Today’s guest picture(s) shows the wonderful flowers organised by Valeria, Joe’s sister-in-law, for Joe and Annie’s recent ceremony …..
….some of which turned out to be entirely edible, pot and all. There were made by the Botanical Baker.
We had another fine day here and we are in danger of getting so used to good weather that it will come as a nasty shock when it starts raining again.
In the meantime, we are enjoying it.
We spent the morning in the garden, Mrs Tootlepedal working, and I wandering about. It was she who spotted the visitors though.
We usually have to wait until next month before we see a small tortoiseshell or….
…a peacock butterfly…
…so I don’t think that I can have ever taken a picture of a butterfly visiting scillas before.
And although the sight of a small tortoiseshell butterfly warming its wings in the sun on a paving stone is quite familiar…
…I am pretty sure that this is my first ever shot of a peacock on a daffodil.
To add to the garden of delights, a little flock of blue tits passed through and one sat one enough to get its picture taken.
At different times I took my pocket camera out to admire the flowers….
…and my bird camera to do the same, though on this occasion my shot of the scillas was photobombed by a butterfly.
I spent some fruitless time trying to catch any of the many bees that were buzzing about but they would visit the hellebores and disappear into the down facing flowers.
The tidying up bug was in evidence again today, and we added a second shelf to our library of logs…
…I finished the transfer of Bin B to Bin C (and an overflow to Bin D)…
…and Mrs Tootlepedal tidied up the greenhouse sufficiently to give her somewhere to have a rest after all the activity.
For the first time this year, it was positively warm in the garden and there was no need for a coat.
Once again, birds didn’t come to the feeder but the garden wasn’t entirely birdless by any means. We have resident blackbirds and dunnocks.
I made some brown lentil soup for lunch. This was a triumph because to make brown lentil soup you both have to remember to soak the lentils over night, and then crucially, to remember that you have got soaked lentils ready for soup making the next day.
After lunch and a bit of a rest, I went out for my permitted exercise of the day. (Mrs Tootlepedal is taking her exercise in the garden.)
As I had cycled yesterday, I walked today, and was quite happy to do so as by this time, the wind had got up and, coming from the north as it was, there was a distinct nip in the air at times.
Still, in sheltered spots, it was warm and I chose a few sheltered spots to pass through on my way.
I was following the route of Walk 2 of the Langholm Walks, though in the ‘wrong’ direction.
When I got out of the woods and onto the road to Potholm, the views of the woods…
…and hills on the far side of the river…
…..were quite good enough to make me ignore the breeze.
And if I got bored with the views, the famous two headed lambs of Milnholm were always a distraction.
I crossed the river by Potholm Bridge and and walked up the hill to the track back to Langholm,
This seat came in handy after the climb up the hill from the river and I rested there for a moment.
There were plenty of clumps of wild primroses beside the track…
…and views back towards the road that I had walked along earlier…
…and I got back to the Castleholm in good order. I spent some time there trying to see if I could spot the nuthatch that I saw the other day, but it wasn’t playing today so I went home.
Mrs Tootlepedal had been busy while I was out and had made another shelf for the log library. We will fill it up tomorrow.
We had baked potatoes for tea followed by the forced rhubarb, glazed and roasted and served with custard for afters.
Once again a standing bird is standing in for the flying bird of the day. In saw this lone oyster catcher as I came along the Esk at the end of my afternoon exercise.