Low ceilings

Today’s guest picture comes from our son Tony in East Wemyss. It shows one of his dogs enjoying the East Wemyss weather as much as he does.

We presumably had some weather here today, but it was so dark that we couldn’t actually see it. As it was accompanied by very gusty winds, we didn’t go out to check if we could find it.

Mrs Tootlepedal kept herself busy with some of the mound of administrative work that she does for the buy out group. I imitated hibernating animals and slowed my body clock down so that I filled up three hour’s worth of time with one hour’s worth of footling around.

I got dressed very slowly, did the crossword very slowly (this was not by choice, it was difficult today), drank coffee very slowly, and watched the birds very slowly.

I couldn’t get a sharp close up of the birds…

…even when they were standing still…

…and a flying bird was an impossibility.

Among the reasons for which I got a new phone, the possibility of a good camera was well to the fore. I found that it has a macro mode and tried it on our African violet, using just the natural light from the window. I was quite impressed.

Mrs Tootlepedal cycled off to combine some business with shopping and I put the rest of a week of the newspaper index into the Archive Group’s database.

Slowly.

All this professional procrastination took me nicely up to lunchtime.

It was still too gloomy and windy after lunch to make cycling an attractive proposition so I took my legs out for a walk (synedoche!)

Having considered the contrasting delights of howling winds on hilltops and muddy puddles on woodland paths, I went for a walk up the Wauchope road. This was a dull walk to match a dull day but it wasn’t entirely devoid of interest. There is just a glimmer of gold left among the Pool Corner larches…

…and the fungus at the top of the hill is still looking wonderful…

…the cattle at the feeder were working well together…

…and the little cascade at Bessie Bell’s is always worth a visit in my view.

A closer looks shows the power of the water better.

There are some interesting rock formations round here and a bit further up the river, I could see sedimentary strata rising almost vertically beside the water.

There were no walls on this part of my walk, but the trees are home to plenty of lichen…

…and there was fungus in various states of health on the verges of the road so I wasn’t bored.

Looking back at Whita, I was glad that I hadn’t gone for a hill walk…

…as not only would I have been blown about, but I also would not have been able to see a thing thanks to some very low clouds.

Looking across a small field, I could see a fine crop of polypores on a tree trunk.

After two miles, I came to a wall rich in lichen.

I walked on for a further furlong and was rewarded by a flourishing fungus…

…and satisfied with that, I turned for home. I didn’t have much choice to tell the truth, because the poor light was fading even more and I didn’t want to get run over by a delivery driver on a tight schedule as the visibility deteriorated further.

I tried a general shot with my phone on the way back to see how it performed in the very gloomy conditions and I was pleased with the result.

The clouds were even lower than when I set out but at least it wasn’t raining and the temperature was mild for the time of year. All in all, it wasn’t a bad outing for a dull walk on a dull day, and at just under four and a half miles, it gave me an excuse for some toast and bramble jelly with my cup of tea when I got back.

I used my phone to take a picture of a quince in a hedge just before I got home…

…but I had to use my camera and a flash to take a token flower picture in the garden as the poppy was waving about so much in the wind.

The days are getting shorter and the nights are getting longer, and the walk concluded any excitements for the day and I went back into slow mode. I did break out for long enough to cook a large fry up of liver, bacon, eggs, mushrooms, tomatoes and turnips for our tea. “Turnips?”, I hear a strangled cry. They were from the garden, and boiled. They went very well with the fry-up.

The flying bird of the day was there but it flew off before I could catch it.

Published by tootlepedal

Cyclist, retired teacher, curmudgeon, keen amateur photographer.

22 thoughts on “Low ceilings

  1. The phone camera does look like a winner. I’ve been wanting to get a new one too but can’t decide on which one. The Google Pixel camera has high ratings, I’ve read.
    If you found a mossy wall like that one here it would be several hundreds of years old. Your mosses and lichens seem to grow 10 times faster than ours.
    I like that little waterfall and the surrounding terrain.

  2. It’s perfect fungus weather now, though my mushroom collecting friends says they are freezing up in the mountains where she goes.

    The phone camera does take good pictures, and I’ve enjoyed Tony’s guest photos as well.

  3. Another excellent header picture. You filled up a lowering day very well with lots of good pictures. I liked the cascade best. That water was really motoring.

  4. Right my friend, tootlepedal, it’s time to put your teacher’s hat on, I’ve looked up synedoche (or is it synecdoche) on Google, and still fail to comprehend? Apart from stretching my brain too hard, this post is, as always, excellent, great pictures. That new phone of yours with it’s macro mode appears to be just the thing for a taking his legs for a walk and pedalling photographer. I always love pictures of waterfalls and weirs, and am pleased to say my part of the Neath valley is called waterfall country. Perhaps, I should take more shots of them? That shot of the sedimentary strata on the river bank, took me way back to my days, studying geology at school. I have no hesitation in identifying that formation as part of an anticlinal fold. I used to love drawing maps of such features from interpreting the depths at which certain strata were found. The field trips were great as well. Those were the days. Looking back I would have liked to have become a geologist. Still having said that I am still learning bits and pieces, like macro mode, but need the explanation for the above. Cheers.

    1. I agree about the fascination of geology. There is a lot going on under our feet that we should know more about. I agree about the fold, probably caused when England bumped into Scotland.

      Synecdoche is where the part is taken for the whole so that a young man may boast about his super new wheels when he really means his new car. I took not just my legs for a walk but all of my body. Sorryy about this. I am just putting it in to cheer myself up in these gloomy days.

      I look forward to some of your waterfall pictures.

      1. Great to know what synecdoche refers to, and really well explained. I really loved paleontology as well, so I’m hoping you will be publishing a photograph of a fossil for me to identify? Selfies not included, lol. On the subject of photos, no waterfalls yet but a couple of trees. All I have to do now is remember how to get them to you. Cheers.

  5. Considering the bleak day your lowland walk was full of interesting things to see and new things for me to learn! Great waterfall photos and a pretty pic of the violet too. Good to see the windy damp weather hadn’t spoilt your sense of humour with the FBOTD!

  6. Oh what fun! A new toy! You’ll be swimming in photos before you know it. All excellent, of course!
    The cascade at Bessie Bell’s was a delight. Bits of that stream look much like some of what our creek looks like in places.

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