Today’s guest picture comes from our son Tony in sunny East Wemyss. There was an extra ingredient to his sunny view today. Eight inches of it.
We had another gentle overnight sprinkle of snow here and woke up to another cold but fine day. Although the temperature was much the same as yesterday, something in the air made it feel much colder when I poked my nose out of the back door.
I poked it back in again pretty sharply, and after reading the newspapers, doing the crossword and drinking coffee, I managed to find enough interesting music to keep me cycling to nowhere in the garage for an hour.
I saw an enraged siskin before I went cycling….
…and a chaffinch trying to remain anonymous when I had finished…
…but it was a very quiet day for birds. I didn’t take another picture until after lunch when two chaffinches appeared at the feeder…
…and a dunnock turned up down below.
We considered the possibility of a walk. Mrs Tootlepedal felt that the cold wind and the prospect of slippery tracks could not compete with the pleasures of staying in and doing some embroidery, so I went off by myself.
Mrs Tootlepedal was quite right about the wind so I chose a sheltered route among trees as far as possible. I got an early treat when I was crossing the Park Brig. A dipper was singing loudly just below the bridge and posed for a portrait.
There were several slippery patches on the way up the hill, but I got safely to the top of the Kernigal wood…
…and took another sometimes slippery track along the top of the wood and down to Skippersclecuh and the river.
It was odd to see that there seemed to more snow on the path than on the top of Whita Hill.
I had got up the hill not too badly but I thought it best to put on my Yaktrax to come down to the river…
…but by the time that I had walked along the road and up to the oak woods at Jenny Noble’s Gill…
…I was able to take them off again.
It was a delight to be in the wood and enjoy my surroundings….
…but I still had to keep an eye on where I was going….
…as there were often frozen patches under the thin layer of snow on the path. (I was expecting to see more hair ice but there was hardly any about.) It was cold.
Still, out of the wind and with the sun shining on me in a friendly manner, it was a good day to be out for a walk. I stopped beside the Round House for the view over the town…
…and once again was struck by the contrast between the snowy path that I had just been walking along and the total absence of snow in the view.
I walked down to Skippers Bridge and took the riverside path back to town in the hope of seeing something interesting.
Perhaps I wasn’t paying enough attention but the only things to catch my eye were a bit of lichen on a fence…
…and the church reflected in the Wauchope Water just before I got home.
The need for care as I walked meant that a relatively short four and a half mile walk had taken enough time for me to get home just as Mrs Tootlepedal had finished cooking a batch of surprise drop scones to go with our afternoon tea.
They found a home.
When it came to the sibling Zoom later on, it appeared that we had all been suffering from low temperatures but we had all managed a walk. We will have to get used to it, as the cold weather is forecast to stay with us for the rest of the week. It is -4°C (25°F) outside as I write this.
In the meantime, we won’t complain too much as long as we get more of the sunshine that illuminated today’s flying bird of the day.