Today’s guest picture, forwarded to me by Mike Tinker and taken by his daughter Liz, shows a delightful scene with cormorants at Linlithgow.
I was a bit taken aback last night. After feeling that my back was definitely on the mend through the day, I got a bit of shock when I tried to lie on the floor to do my stretching exercises before going to bed. I could neither lie down nor get up again without severe twinges. I began to envisage a night spent in a sort of agonised suspension. However, I finally managed to wriggle my way out of the impasse. I spent today very carefully indeed until things eased off again.
I am much better again as I write this but I am going to go to bed cautiously to say the least.
After a very leisurely start to the day, Sandy came down for coffee and we enjoyed a cup or two and some ginger biscuits in sunny conditions.
When Sandy left, I walked round the garden with Mrs Tootlepedal, and we even did some light gardening, very light gardening in my case. I took some pictures to celebrate the sun on the flowers.
And then I took some more. Ominously, the centre top flower in the panel below is a winter jasmine..
I went in and out of the house so that I could sit down from time to time, and while I was inside, I enjoyed the two flowers that live on the windowsill where I watch the birds.
I tried to watch birds while I was there but the only sparrow that I saw, turned its back on me…
…so I went out again and took a picture of insects on a late dandelion.
I came back in for lunch and had an opportunity to have another look out for birds. This time, there were plenty about.
A coal tit was busy going to and fro at the feeder, happy enough with a goldfinch but more suspicious of a greenfinch.
It soon turned into a chaffinch day….
…with chaffinches taking over the shouting duties from the siskins….
Within four minutes, the chaffinches had gone and were replaced by goldfinch and greenfinch, who in turn were replaced by a pair of siskins.
Up above, a siskin was surprised by the stretching exercises of a coal tit.
The thought of a bacon butty for lunch took me away from the birds and then, having checked the forecast, I thought that I would test out my back with a gentle twenty mile bike tour of the new windfarm.
I was helped on my way by a friendly wind and I was able to see that the eleventh turbine now had all its blades in place sooner than I expected.
The big crane had moved on to a new tower and the parts for yet another tower were lying ready on the ground.
Work goes on at the windfarm but I never see them actually doing anything. I am beginning to get a complex about this and wonder if they stop work when they see me coming. You would think that by the law of averages that I should have seen a blade or a tower section being hoisted into place on at least one occasion when I have been passing.
The tunnel of trees offered me some shelter from the crosswind on my way back…
…and I stopped to note some fungus on a fallen tree beside the road…
…but occasional spells of drizzle and the threat of more serious rain kept me going and I only stopped once more when I noticed that the larch trees beside the Wauchope are beginning to change colour.
I hope that we get good colour from the larches as they had a golden tinge to the end of autumn in a good year.
I checked with Sandy later and found that he had done the same ride as me on his electric bike. He had started a bit earlier than me and had got quite wet from a heavy shower on his way round. I had been lucky.
I got home too late to see the end of the Giro stage live but thanks to technology, Mrs Tootlepedal was able to replay that final 25 kilometres for me and I enjoyed the sprint finish.
In between a cup of tea and a shower, I saw a robin under the feeder…
…and before the evening sibling zoom meeting, I went for a last look round the garden where I saw that Mrs Tootlepedal had been busy making a ‘bug hotel’ out of old sunflower stalks…
…and that there were late flowers on the rosemary and a single ripe raspberry on the autumn fruiting canes.
The raspberry wasn’t there for long.
In spite of the rapidly rising number of covid cases in all the areas where our family lives, thanks to Zoom my sister Mary was able to play us pictures from Trafalgar Square in the heart of London showing it to be almost deserted today.
There were so many flying chaffinches about in the few minutes that I was watching them that there are two flying birds of the day today. Take your pick. They are two different birds, taken two minutes apart.