Continuous walking

Today’s guest picture comes from our son Tony in Fife. He came across this splendid sea buckthorn on a recent walk.

We had another cool day here, with only one rain shower but with a brisk north wind blowing. I had a stroll round the garden before coffee.

The dark dahlia is putting out flowers at a great rate…

….and I liked the pattern on the leaves of this Rodgersia….

…whereas Mrs Tootlepedal wasn’t so happy about it, as she tells me that it indicates a lack of something important in the soil.

There are still plenty of flowers to enjoy, even on a sunless morning.

We didn’t have a garden coffee morning but after an indoor cup, Evie went out to visit people in the town anxious to meet her, and I went for a walk. She took Mrs Tootlepedal and Annie with her, I went by myself.

I wasn’t quite sure where I would go when I set out but started off as though I was going to do a three bridges and this took me past a gull standing on one leg near the suspension bridge…

…and a dipper doing a lot of posing….

…on a little gravel bank just below the Sawmill Brig.

The rivers were quite full after the recent rain…

…but they were easily coping with draining the catchment area.

In spite of some rather gloomy looking weather coming down the Ewes Valley, I didn’t cross the Sawmill Brig but kept going up the main road until I came to the High Mill Brig…

…and I crossed the Ewes Water there.

Then I skirted a field and took the track known as the Baggra back to the town. There was a light rain drifting past the trees as I got to the track….

…and I was expecting things to be rather soggy, but the track was not too bad at all…

…and I had plenty of opportunity to look around as I walked along it.

It has a wall on one side of it that is home to many interesting lichens.

And hedges and ditches full of hips, flowers and berries.

The rain became a little more serious without getting too bad so I didn’t waste time taking pictures as I got nearer home, and contented myself with this ‘passers by’ view of the garden over the newly clipped hedge along the road.

The three ladies had got home just before me and we all sat down to an excellent lunch prepared by Mrs Tootlepedal.

After lunch, Evie went off for a well earned nap. She has discovered the joys of walking and thinks it much preferable to sitting so she spends nearly all her waking moments towing one or other of the adults round the house or garden.

While she and her mother were snoozing, I went out into the garden to find that the weather had improved a lot. Taking advantage of this, I photographed a female large white butterfly on the mint…

…and then mowed the drying green, the greenhouse grass and the vegetable garden paths.

The sun had come out by this time and I kept an eye for coloured butterflies. I didn’t see any and took pictures of hoverflies on the Michaelmas daisies instead.

I went in for a while and watched the birds. I got as surprise when a hurly burly bunch of starlings showed up and after a shaky start…

…got stuck in to the seed.

I got my only glimpse of a small tortoiseshell of the day while I was bird watching…

…but like the starlings, it didn’t stay long and I was soon back to more regular customers like this pale siskin…

…a young blackbird…

…and a blue tit nibbling on a seed trapped under its toe.

I went back out into the garden to do some dead heading and spotted a dunnock having a bath in some water which had collected on the corrugated plastic roof of compost Bins C and D.

Mrs Tootlepedal and I were at work in the garden when Mike Tinker passed by on his way home after checking on one of the Langholm Walks which he helps to look after. We invited him and Alison to come and have a cup of tea and meet Evie. I just had time to mow the front lawn before they arrived, bearing gifts of home grown tomatoes.

Evie stopped her endless walking for just long enough to meet them and walked off, coming back through the kitchen from time to time after that to greet them again in passing.

My day finished with a sibling Zoom and another excellent meal cooked by Mrs Tootlepedal. (I did the washing up.)

It is hard work being an infant perpetual motion machine, or her parent, or her grandparents, so we were all quite tired by the end of the day.

The flying bird of the day is a sparrow.

Published by tootlepedal

Cyclist, retired teacher, curmudgeon, keen amateur photographer.

26 thoughts on “Continuous walking

  1. The breast feathers on that young blackbird are beautiful things and so are the dahlias.
    I’d guess you probably have a lot of passers by enjoying that view of the garden. I’d make sure I had a reason to pass by every day.
    I wonder how Evie would do on a woodland path. I’ d love to be pulled by the finger through the woods by a toddler. I’d bet we would see every single thing there was to see, and it would all be new.

    1. At the moment all Evie might see is the mud on the path as she falls over on rough surfaces a lot. Give her a week or two though and I am hoping that a path might be possible.

  2. Wonderful day and great fun to read about anewly-walking toddler, Evie. My youngest daughter, Kat, is pregnant and will be expecting my first grandchild in mid December. We’re all quite excited but I see that I’ll need to store up my energy!

  3. I find it interesting that your starlings (called Common Starlings in our part of the world these days) are feeding from your seed feeder, despite the precarious footholds. They ignore the feeders in my garden and scrounge seed off the ground or eat the fruit I put out. I actually thought they might not be able to grip on the feeders – your photograph clearly shows that they can!

  4. Great shots of the dipper, between dips, or as I call them “bobs”, where they seem to bounce on one spot. The weather down here has not been too bad, some rain, some sunshine, but also, some of those winds that always are against your pedal. Still waiting for replacement parts for my Brooks saddle, but “coping” with the replacement purloined from my Raleigh Royale tourer. Which reminds me I must get some new padded shorts, the padding on my old pairs of shorts have definitely lost their pad, so to speak. Great to read your blog again, after a long furlough, but I will get up to date, eventually, the not knowing about the goings on in those borders, for the last few weeks is a constant concern, or perhaps I am just a nosey blogger. Cheers

    1. I was hoping that you hadn’t been washed away in more floods. Wales seems to have have more poor weather than anywhere else in the UK this year as far as I can see from the reports.

      1. Yes, “bit of” was rather an understatement, but we seemed to fair much better, here in the Vale of Neath, than the rest of Wales. So I have had plenty of pedalling in the full variety British weather, almost a frost yesterday morning…….. brrrrrrr! Cheers.

    1. What is a bit odd is that the siskins, which are smallerstill, have no trouble in crunching the seeds in their beaks. They do drop a lot of half chewed seed on the ground though. Finches and tits must have different beak systems.

  5. It’s looking as if Evie will be as energetic a walker as her grandfather.
    Always a pleasure to watch birds bathing. And like [cats] who will drink anywhere, so birds will seize any opportunity to unruffle their feathers.

  6. A fine set of photos, especially all the birds in their various moods and poses. Evie is walking? Time passes so quickly. The little ones do see the world through fresh eyes. Everything is new.

    Weather forecasters are predicting 90s for our region again. The watering can is busy.

  7. A lovely bright post filled with delightful photos of all the birds shown in such clear detail even when they are having a bath. The fine views on your walk and the ‘new’ view over your garden all add to the enjoyment of the day. Good to read that you are toddling along happily and keeping up with your grand daughter…. for now!

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