Today’s guest picture comes from our son Tony. He wants us to know that the sun is still shining in East Wemyss.
Our spell of chilly mornings and warm afternoons continued, and as the sun was out all day in a cloudless blue sky, it was no hardship to get dressed a little earlier than usual and go out and enjoy the garden.
I did so in company with a dunnock. It was darting round the rhododendrons singing lustily as it went.
I had a look around and was happy to see the first potential fruit on one of the espalier apples.
The reason for the early rise was that I had promised to take a couple of tea cakes up to Sandy. He is still imprisoned in his house while recovering from a foot operation. If we have felt the lockdown to be occasionally a little tedious, have pity for Sandy who has not been able to get out and about for two months. He was remarkable cheerful under the circumstances.
On my way up to see him, I found that the track up the hill is now lined by dandelions and where you get dandelions, you get friends of the dandelion…and notification of the inevitable passing of time.
When I got back down the hill, the on street, physically distanced, socially interactive coffee morning was in full swing and I joined it for a while before going in to to see if our own dandelions were popular too.
They were, though they had to share the attentions of the insects with other flowers too.
The new fritillary may be somewhat sober on the outside, but look inside and there is a world of fun.
New, more delicate tulips are arriving to join the showy ones already out…
…but the showy ones are still well worth a look…
…especially on a sunny day…
…and in combination with the last of the daffodils.
As I roamed round the garden, I met charming accidental flowers (aka weeds)…
…and stunning intentional ones. Mrs Tootlepedal pointed out a second Bordeaux anemone, this one looking towards the sun.
Although the grass in the garden has been very reluctant to grow, I mowed the middle lawn and then gave it a good watering. I will do the same to the front lawn tomorrow if time permits. They both need feeding but I am waiting until the soil warms up.
After lunch, I went for a cycle ride for my permitted exercise.
I had hoped to go a good distance as the day was set fair and the wind was supposed to be not too strong. This turned out to be optimistic and as I cycled down the main road south, it was obvious that the breeze was as boisterous as ever. When I got to Longtown and turned straight into the wind, I found that it was just too strong to make cycling fun so I gave up and headed back to Langholm.
The sight of many dandelions in the verges cheered me up…
…and the blue skies and an empty road made up for the breezy conditions.
In fact I was so cheered up by the time that I had crossed the town bridge and enjoyed the poplars in the park…
…that I added a few more miles to my trip by cycling up to Cleuchfoot and back.
It really was a lovely day.
In the end, I managed 33 miles, not quite my original target but still not bad for a windy day.
And I got home in time to join my brother and sisters in a Zoom chat.
Mrs Tootlepedal made a lamb stew with dumplings for our tea and as somewhere in all this, I had found time to look at three crosswords, it must go down as a very satisfactory day.
It was still light after our meal and when I looked out of the window, I saw a collared dove considering the possibilities of the seed feeder.
Unlike many current politicians, it made a good effort…
…to look at both sides of the problem.
While it was battling away, the flying bird of the day, a goldfinch, was peering cautiously round to see if there was a way of getting at the seed without being buffeted by the dove.