Today’s guest picture is from my sister Mary who went to play tennis in Regents Park in London and visited this magical garden while she was there.
We had another generally fine day here, although it did rain a little in the afternoon. It was chilly though when the sun went in, with a mean wind reminding us that winter will come.
Mrs Tootlepedal went off to have coffee in an approved group in an approved location with her ex work colleagues while I put on my coat and gloves and walked up to have coffee with Sandy in his garden. His electric bike has proved a boon while his foot recovers from his operation and he told me about his ride yesterday which he recorded on his latest blog.
We sat and chatted in the sunshine, well sheltered from the unkind wind but like everyone else I daresay in these confined days, we didn’t have as much to talk about as we did in the good old days. Still, it was a pleasure to see him as always.
When I got back, I went to the shop for bread flour and then made some leek and sweet potato soup for lunch and waited for Mrs Tootlepedal to come home.
I watched the comings and goings of the birds after lunch…
… and in the unexplained absence of siskins, other birds took over the role of chief shouter.
Chaffinches shouted at chaffinches…
…and greenfinches went beak to beak at the feeder.
Blue tits waited for quieter moments to arrive….
…and a robin ticked off a visit on its bucket list.
In general I had a very quiet day because my back is playing up and giving me occasional painful twinges. It doesn’t stop me cycling or walking but it is making me rather nervous as I never quite know when it is going to ping me. My usual back exercises aren’t having any effect and I am a bit at a loss to know what to do. I will see what a few quieter days can do to help.
In pursuit of rest, I sat down to watch a good chunk of today’s stage of the Giro with Mrs Tootlepedal (who crochets while she watches). Mrs Tootlepedal has had to pay a small amount of good money to watch the Giro on her tablet as it isn’t on free to air TV, so it is lucky that it has been pretty exciting so far and today’s stage was no exception.
I roused myself enough to think that a little leg stretch might help my back and went for a short walk when the stage ended.
I strolled round the garden before leaving home and found white…
The forecast for next week is looking good at the moment so I hope that the colour will last.
I was looking for autumn colour on my walk to Skippers Bridge and back, and there was some to be seen of a subdued nature when I looked across the river…
…with a brighter splash when I got to the bridge.
The sun came out as I crossed the bridge, so I was tempted to walk a few yards down the road beside the river…
…until I could find a chance to go down to the river bank and look back.
It is interesting that the water can pick up the blue sky above better than my camera can.
As I looked, a log lorry crossed the bridge…
…and it is tribute to the sturdy construction of the bridge that it is only its reflection that ends up in the water below. The bridge was not built with traffic like this in mind.
I took a last shot…
…and began the walk home along the other side of the river.
Like Lot’s wife, I couldn’t resist a look behind me as I went…
…but I wasn’t turned into a pillar of salt.
On my way home in the continuing sunshine, I passed a lot to enjoy…
…including the poplars and willows by the church.
I realised that although this wasn’t my usual ‘three bridges’ walk, I still crossed three bridges on this walk; the park bridge over the Wauchope, Skippers Bridge over the Esk and then the suspension bridge back over the Esk again.
I took a view of the suspension bridge and the birch tree beyond it…
…and a view of the town bridge from the suspension bridge.
I then walked home with a neighbour who was very pleased to see how well the tall Michaelmas daisy which she gave to Mrs Tootlepedal was doing.
A cup of tea and a slice of newly made bread with strawberry jam completed a pleasant outing.
Then it was back to the quiet life, a zoom with my siblings and macaroni cheese for tea.
I had the opportunity to take a couple of less common flying bird shots today…
…but in the end, I settled once again for a chaffinch as flying bird of the day.