Today’s guest picture comes from our son Tony. It shows once again that there are worse places than East Wemyss to walk your dogs as the sun goes down.
We had not so much as a glimpse of the sun here today as the forecast miserable weather duly arrived. It was cold and often rainy and it didn’t invite us to go for a walk or a cycle ride. In fact, we both did get out for essential trips to the butcher and grocer to make sure that we had supplies in hand for Christmas, and Mrs Tootlepedal delivered some local Christmas cards in the afternoon, but in general, it was a day for staying indoors and going nowhere.
The feeling that this was the best policy was reinforced by the news that there are two new cases of covid in the town. This has put a big dent in the sense of security that we have been feeling as our local area stayed virus free for many weeks.
I didn’t even have a lot of birds to look at as a distraction from the ever more alarming news from the outside world, until a few showed up after lunch.
They seemed rather distracted too….
…and dipped in and out of the feeder at speed, keeping a wary eye out for possible danger.
The hawk flew through which didn’t help matters and a bunch of goldfinches kept to very top twigs of the walnut tree for some time…
…before finally venturing down for some seed.
A lone greenfinch appeared but didn’t stop long.
In the afternoon, I wondered about going for a walk or a bike ride in the moments when it was not raining, and even got as far as going upstairs to put my cycling gear on at one point. A sharp shower of rain rattled the windows as I was looking for my socks so I changed into indoor cycling gear (the same as outdoor gear but with fewer layers) and spent a dull 45 minutes pedalling away on the bike to nowhere in the garage instead.
My pedal was made less tedious than it might have been by a pair of newly acquired reasonably priced noise cancelling headphones. These connect by bluetooth to my phone. With them on, I was able to listen to an interesting jazz record request programme downloaded from Radio 3 and avoid the monotonous whine of the turbo trainer at the same time.
I had a quick zip round the garden after I got off the bike.
This is our superb collection of very green moss!
There are still roses trying to come out in spite of everything…
…some more successfully than others.
I was sorry to see that our resident heron had too much drink taken…
…but pleased that The Wren had produced a bud.
Rather than leave it to be nipped by a predicted frost, I snipped it off and took indoors. I hope that it does as well as Lillian Austin. She has enjoyed the heat in the kitchen.
Later on, we had a rather depressed sibling zoom meeting where we all considered the severe restrictions on movement and meetings to come. On a brighter note, one sister has already had her first vaccine shot and the other two have got appointments soon, so there is some light at the end of the tunnel for them. There are not many advantages to being older than me but this is definitely one of them!
I had put a lamb stew with apricots into the slow cooker in the morning, and we enjoyed the results for our evening meal.
We may see the sun tomorrow which would be good as we need cheering up.
A day of poor light leads to an unsatisfactory flying bird of the day.