Today’s guest picture comes from ex archive group member Ken. He was on a walk near Rothbury, when he saw a sign on a gate that, if it is genuine, must have been there for some years, he reckons.
It was a wet and miserable day all day here today. I made an early decision to stay indoors and do nothing, and I stuck to it.
Rather annoyingly, it was a bit warmer than it has been lately but that still did not tempt me to go out any further than the bird feeder to fill it up.
Perhaps I shouldn’t have filled the feeder because we got another fatal visit from the sparrowhawk. He spent quite a bit of time on the lawn making us feel bad about his innocent victim.
He does take a good picture though. (I think that it is an adult male.)
And he knows it.
After his meal, he flew up on to the plum tree to do some cleaning up…
…and then flew off, leaving the garden empty of birds.
They didn’t return during the rest of the day in any numbers, and whether that was because of the hawk or the rain, I couldn’t say.
More because of the damp gloominess of the day than the cold, I lit a cheerful fire in the front room and pottered about there doing some singing of choir songs and playing duets on my flute with the computer.
I had so much time to waste that I put a picture of Skippers Bridge into Lightroom and came out with this.
You could waste a lot of time playing with pictures.
For want of exterior shots, I took some indoor pictures. Mrs Tootlepedal brought in a cosmos to save it from the weather.
Our neighbour Liz’s daughter-in-law Christine is a provider of architectural services and among these services, she offers hand painted pictures of your house. We asked her to do one for us and this is the result.
We think that it is wonderful.
I also took a picture of Mrs Tootlepedal’s latest crochet blanket. Thanks to assiduous following of cycling’s Grand Tours, she has finished it in quick time.
And that was the excitement for the day. The fire was so successful in the front room that I can hardly stand the heat. As soon as I have finished this post, I will leave and go into the kitchen.
The sparrowhawk winds up business with a close up of its beady eye…
…and a guest appearance as slightly fuzzy flying bird of the day.
Footnote: We are offered better weather tomorrow so perhaps there will be a more interesting post.