A welcome break

Today’s guest picture comes from my brother Andrew. He visited a local park today and found a popular bridge.

I checked the rain gauge after breakfast and saw that it was registering two inches of rain from the past two days. This total was added to today as we had another day of wet and windy weather. Luckily there was a pause in the morning and there was even a moment of sunshine. I took advantage of this to go for a walk. (I directed my feet to the sunny side of the street.)

Although the sunshine didn’t last long, the rain held off for long enough for me to walk five and a half miles without getting wet. I was grateful.

I walked “round Potholm” as the locals say, and when I turned off the Bentpath road onto the road to Potholm, I looked about.

The Esk was still surprisingly low after all the rain that we have had recently…

…so perhaps the long dry spell we had in spring means that the ground is still able to absorb the recent rains.

I had to look to the larches on the other side of the river to get some extensive colour into the picture.

There was plenty of water on the road as I came near Potholm…

…but luckily it was all water under the bridge when I came to cross the river.

Walls often seem to have a bit of its their own character and the wall beside the road at Potholm specialises in moss and hart’s tongue fern.

I had had the brisk wind behind me on my way to Potholm and I hoped that when I had climbed the hill to the Longfauld track, the hillside and trees might provide me with good shelter on the way home. This turned out to be the case…

…and I had a pleasant walk back down to the town.

I even had a carpet to walk over at one point…

…though I had to tread carefully as it was very slippery.

There was a good selection of trees, needles and leaves to look at as I went along (and even a brief glimpse of the sun again).

I looked down as well as up and saw a selection of fungi too.

I might have taken the short route home across the Duchess Bridge but I walked down the Kilngreen, passing the old Episcopal Church…

…in the hope of seeing some waterside birds on the Ewes water and the Esk. An obliging dipper flew up stream and landed opposite me as I walked along the bank of the Ewes and then flew to my side of the river and posed again. All dippers should learn from this bird.

I followed that up with a gull and a mallard at the Meeting of the Waters and another gull and a second dipper on the Esk near the suspension bridge.

I thought that this was good value for a little extra distance on my walk.

When I got back to the garden, I checked on some of the flowers that I had missed in my last set of late autumn panels. I was quite amazed to find so many still in relatively good order…

…especially the cosmos which has only just started flowering.

I had got back in time for coffee and Margaret and Mrs Tootlepedal bravely came out into the garden for a bit of distant socialising in spite of the light drizzle that started almost as soon as we sat down. Sipping and chatting in the rain, we provided a source of innocent merriment for passers by. Our neighbour Liz, who had just finished her walk, popped in to see how we were doing and then the increasing rain brought proceedings to a halt.

Mrs Tootlepedal made potato latkes for lunch and I took time to watch the birds.

The feeder was quiet…

…and a chaffinch looked round to see where the sun had gone.

There was a very interesting stage of the Vuelta and a virtual choir practice to fill up the afternoon, and we ended the day with a meal of Mrs Tootlepedal’s slow cooked brisket of beef followed by biscuits and cheese. All in all, it turned out to be not a bad day for such a wet and windy one.

Flying birds were hard to come by, and this chaffinch leaving in a flurry of raindrops and half chewed birdseed was the best that I could manage.

Published by tootlepedal

Cyclist, retired teacher, curmudgeon, keen amateur photographer.

29 thoughts on “A welcome break

  1. The avalanche of colour in the Potholm suite of photos is spectacular, and the wee door is also intriguing. Despite the rainy day, you found a lovely area to walk (as usual!).

    1. It’s what you might call a good plain walk, good for stretching your legs but with enough interest to stop you getting bored on the way round.

  2. That little church with its picket fence would fit right into anywhere in New England.
    The larches are beautiful. I found a wild one here today, which was a surprise.
    That was a great walk. I like the shots of the sun in the forest of mossy trees.

  3. A beautiful walk! The larches are displaying their golden finery. I agree with Allen, it was my first thought too that the church could fit right into a scene from my native New England. And it is always a pleasure to see what is still blooming in your area.

    I raked leaves today, first round to go right on the garden.

  4. Lovely autumn colours and I enjoyed the flower panel that seems to be a regular feature of your posts these days. I hope you can keep them up.

  5. I have to say I really enjoy seeing all your photographs, but this post has provided me with an undoubted favourite. The shot of the tree beside the river, when you took the road to Potholm, and looked about, reminds me of a fiery waterfall flowing into the river, fabulous. Five and a half miles is a fair step, I can tell you enjoyed every stride. How long did it take you approximately? Those dippers were very considerate subjects as you say. Great to see them in such numbers in your part of the world, it suggests the rivers are healthy. Which is fantastic news. I looked up the meaning of “holm” on my computer, it means island in a river, or flat land. In the Bristol channel off south Wales we have Steep Holm an Flat Holm, two islands. But in welsh, island is Ynys, can also be interpreted as meadow. I live in a street called Ynys y nos, which we rather romantically interpret as “island in the night”, but can also be “night meadow”. What is the meaning of all this rambling? I see a distinct similarity of the use of holm and ynys between two languages. Or am I daft? Producing musings of no importance. Cheers.

    1. Your similarity of place names seems very sound to me. Our rivers are pretty clean as a result of the industry in the town drying up over the years and we have a reasonable bird life beside them but not as much as there used to be as the farming practices have changed. The walk talk about and hour and thirty five minutes but I stopped for a lot of pictures on the way so I wasn’t hurrying.

  6. Another lovely walk with even more autumn brightness and good to see a well behaved dipper and garden flowers that are still bloomin’ great. The little church with a picket fence is charming…proper picture postcard.

    1. I do like that little church. It was built so that episcopalian visitors to the Duke at his summer sporting lodge would have somewhere to worship in between playing cricket, fishing and shooting things.

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