Today’s guest picture comes from my Somerset corespondent, Venetia. She visited the coast at Klive and saw this very ‘geological’ cliff.
When Mrs Tootlepedal went into the utility room to wash her hands this morning, she found that the floor was rather messy. Her first and very natural instinct was to wonder what I had been doing to create such a mess. A second look caused a rethink, and peering behind the washing machine she could see a young hedgehog which had obviously both made the mess and spent the night as our guest.
With great patience (and a litter picker), she wrangled the hedgehog out from behind the washing machine and showed it to me…
…before taking it out to a purpose made hedgehog house which she had prepared earlier.
I was left wishing that I had been able to take a better picture.
That’s life though and I wandered round the garden looking at flowers to cheer myself up.
It was a more pleasant day than the forecast had indicated, with light wind and thin cloud overhead. This made taking poppy pictures a pleasure. We may have lost two but we have gained four, a good bargain, with plenty more to come.
At the end of the lawn, another verbascum has started to produce flowers…
…and once again, it goes to prove the point that when it comes to flowers, nothing seems to be smooth…
…when you take a closer look.
Though it must be said that this backlit rose was looking pretty smooth this morning.
I was happy to see that a bee had discovered one of the few hydrangea flowers…
…and I was walking over to tell Mrs Tootlepedal about it when I was stopped in my tracks by this unexpected sight.
The hedgehog had left its house and was exploring the compost area.
It waited politely until I had got a good shot or two…
…before it disappeared between two compost bins, probably on its way to visit a neighbour’s garden. We didn’t see it again.
We picked blackcurrants and gooseberries and then I looked at roses.
…and mowed the front lawn before having coffee and a good chat with our neighbour Margaret.
After coffee, we made a start on trimming back a hedge between us and another neighbour. This will be a long job and Mrs Tootlepedal is intending to do a yard a day, weather permitting. It produces a lot of material for shredding so we will be kept busy.
It was a day for neighbours as we also spent time chatting to Irving and Libby over their fence.
I added two new flowers, a partly open water lily and a fancy clover to my photographic collection…
…and then it was time for lunch after a busy morning.
A tricky crossword and natural indolence helped me to waste an hour before I got my shopping bike out (no word from the bike shop yet, alas) and set off for an afternoon pedal.
The wind was light but enough to turn our local turbines and the temperature was pleasant, not too hot or too cold so I decided to look around and not rush today.
I took a decent picture of the orchid up the Wauchope road that had evaded the verge cutters by a few inches….
…and stopped not much further along the road to admire this fine yellow flower by a bridge.
Mrs Tootlepedal tells me that it is Agrimony.
I thought that I should visit one of the little cascades in the Wauchope Water to show the effect of five inches of recent rain on a river that had been reduced to a trickle by the drought in May.
As I was cycling towards Tarcoon, a loud noise overhead made me look up. My pocket camera is not ideal for tracking planes so this is the best shot that I could manage of an unusual aircraft….
…which I thought might be one of those planes that can swing the engines round and use them to land and take off vertically.
I took a slightly different route down to the bottom of the Canonbie bypass, and the potholes and muck left on the road by farmers working in the fields reminded me of the reason that I don’t use it more often.
Still, it provides some good views…
…and goes very near to the border between Scotland and England, which according to our British prime minister’s statement yesterday does not exist. This is news to us who live in the border country.
A kind wind wind blew me home to Langholm and I arrived in time for the sibling Zoom meeting which was full of interesting news today (a visit to the dentist, a new kitchen, hedgehogs etc) and an excellent evening meal cooked by Mrs Tootlepedal.
As the day was still fine and the wind was still not too bad, I popped out for an evening ten miles to Callister and back after tea.
I was glad that I had done so, because not only did I see a family of herons flying across a field at the Bigholms..
…but I saw a small flock of lapwings too, a very unusual sight round here these days.
It was a pity that the light had faded so much that my little camera couldn’t do them justice.
Once again, I was wafted home by a favouring wind and my active day ended very cheerfully.
I didn’t fill the seed feeder today as there was a lot of fallen seed to be cleaned up before I put new seed out, so the flying bird of the day is a low flying plane that passed over Irving’s house just as we were talking. It’s lucky that Irving doesn’t have a chimney as the plane was really low.
Footnote: I met Irving and Libby thee quarters of the way round my afternoon cycle ride. They had driven down to the Hollows for a walk. It was hard to say who was more surprised, them or me.