Today’s guest picture shows our friend Bruce going to extreme lengths to capture a picture of a newt for the blog. In the end, the picture of him capturing the picture was better than the picture itself so it appears here and not the newt.
It was warm here today, but windy and drizzly too, so there was no work in the garden in the morning and no outdoor coffee gathering either.
I popped out to record a fine Lily Henryi lurking in the back border….
…and noted that we have an outlined hosta to go with the silver lined iris.
Then I went back in and read some helpful comments on last night’s post pointing out that yet another typo had crept in. Derrick kindly suggested that I might be doing it on purpose to check if readers were paying proper attention to the words as well as the pictures. No such luck, it was just incompetence, but I will say that from now on any further typos that may appear are certainly done on purpose. (You can tell that I have been watching too many leading politicians lately.)
I wandered about indoors while Mrs Tootlepedal was working at her computer on community buy out business, and finally settled down to some bird watching. There were plenty of birds to watch today and some were more smartly turned out than others.
A goldfinch checked carefully on an incoming siskin…
…while other birds paid no attention to the possibility of being attacked from both sides simultaneously.
I enjoyed a lady chaffinch making great efforts to clear a sparrow out of her way. After a preliminary look she tried a kick from one side…
…with no success, so she changed tack and tried a kick from the other side….
…finally dislodging the stubborn sparrow with a good right footed shove.
I thought that things were getting a bit tense so I filled my second feeder and put it out to ease the congestion. It was soon busy…
…and the extra facilities didn’t stop a greenfinch from encouraging another one to move on with a good pecking.
The drizzle had stopped by lunchtime so Mrs Tootlepedal put aside her computer and she and I went out for a short walk in the mid afternoon.
On our way out through the garden, we bowed with respect to a stunning red poppy.
We went ‘Round the Becks’ going up the road first. We saw this wild flower getting ready to come out.
In spite of it being against a wall we think that it might be hedge bedstraw.
There were many mini meadows on the way….
…and frequent outbursts of wild roses.
The view down the Becks Burn shows just how much growth there has been on what was once a bare conifer forest floor.
The last time that Mrs Tootlepedal and I walked this way during our very dry spell, I was able to ford the Becks Burn without getting my shoes wet. Today, after three inches of recent rain, I was happy to use the bridge.
After we had crossed the stream, we took advantage of a handy bench on the other side to have a rest and contemplate both a rosebay willowherb, freshly out…
…and some more hedge woundwort. Since we first noticed some on a walk a week or two ago, we are seeing it everywhere now.
There are interesting sheep around there too. I think that this is a Jacob sheep but I am open to correction from one who knows better.
My final picture from the walk is a very pretty wild geranium with added insect.
It was quite a tiring day for walking, warm and with high humidity, so we were ready for a cup of tea when we got back.
After the now traditional Zoom meeting with my siblings, I thought that the wind had dropped enough to make a short evening bike ride an attractive proposition. Alas, misfortune struck as I started. I heard a sharp crack when I pushed off and then found that I couldn’t change gear. An inspection revealed that the clamp that holds the gear changing mechanism to the handlebars had sheared, leaving me with the choice of having a ride in a single gear or starting again on my shopping bike.
I opted for the shopping bike and went out for a shortened ride, covering twelve miles in exactly an hour. I was so cross that I didn’t stop to take any pictures. It is very annoying to have my good bike break just as an excellent spell of weather is coming. I was planning on 50 miles or more tomorrow but that has gone out of the window now. I will have to see what I can persuade myself to do on the less comfortable shopping bike.
I had a quick look round the garden when I got back from my bike ride and was pleased to see that the coral peony was almost open…
…and the moss roses have started to open in earnest.
Mrs Tootlepedal had cooked a tasty brisket of beef casserole for our evening meal and I followed that with some stewed rhubarb and ice cream. Then I went out and mowed both the front and middle lawns in the evening sunshine so I was mightily cheered up when I came to write tonight’s (typo free) post.
The flying bird of the day is a greenfinch.