Today’s guest picture comes from our son Tony. He spotted a small tortoiseshell butterfly today.
We had a definitely gloomy day here today, with either a hint of rain or the real thing always on hand. As the forecast was for floods and thunderstorms, we got off very lightly with just the occasional shower.
It was still comfortably warm but I was extremely lethargic all day, even though a walk or a cycle ride would have been quite possible.
Whether it was the weather, old age or weakness of intellect I couldn’t tell, but I wasted the whole day and ended up feeling quite grumpy with myself.
I made a few token gestures in the garden by way of dead heading and shredding and I took some pictures too. When I looked at them later, they turned out mostly to be pictures of flowers that I had often taken before, so I hope that patient readers in search of floral novelties will forgive me if I put them in anyway.
Mrs Tootlepedal’s current favourite rose, the Goldfinch.
My favourite of the day, a young Crown Princess Margareta. I think that she is at her best before she comes fully out.
This picture of three Lilian Austin blooms appeared yesterday . . .
. . . and by today they had aged gracefully.
Mrs Tootlepedal has expanded the reach of the Queen of Denmark and she is popping up in several different places now.
I did a little dead heading and some shredding and took more pictures of familiar flowers. There are bright red poppies on every side now, and I was pleased to see a bee in one of them.
We don’t grow strawberries to eat any more, but the ornamental pink strawberries flower all summer long.
There are pinks and musk by the pond . . .
. . . and the yellow dahlia, still the only one out, has lifted its head up a bit . . .
. . . but if it is horticultural bling that you want, then the Sweet Williams are the ones for you.
They really light up the view of the garden from the front gate, even on a grey day.
We had morning coffee with Margaret in our neighbour Liz’s garden, but we had to shift to her sitootery when it started to drizzle. There is a very comfortable chair in there, and I was accused of nodding off to sleep. I had to explain that I was just closing my eyes so that I could concentrate more fully on what was being said.
There was time for another leisurely stroll round the garden after coffee.
Mrs Tootlepedal had already dug up the first very new potatoes of the season . . .
. . . and now we found a couple of decent sized white turnips and a handful of broad beans to go with them.
We ate the potatoes for lunch and had the turnip and beans with our evening meal. In between the two meals, I did nothing except watch a stage of the Tour and occasionally keep an eye through the window on the birds outside in the rain.
Starlings visited the feeder in search of food for their young . . .
. . . and then sparrows got in before the siskins could assemble in numbers.
A wise sparrow got on with eating seed while ignoring a rude siskin shouting at it . . .
. . . and another checked on possible siskin reinforcements arriving.
Sometimes there were just not enough perches for one each.
One feature of the garden at the moment is the large number of blackbirds about. This one represents them all today.
I was still intending to go for a walk when the tour stage finished, but will power was seriously lacking when it came to actually putting my boots on and leaving the house, so I found something to do indoors instead.
I am hoping that I will be a little perkier tomorrow, but the damp weather is set to continue for a day or two so I will have to make a real effort.
The flying bird of the day is a siskn . . .
. . . and the flower of the day is a Butter and Cream iris. They will soon be over.
Footnote: I broke off in the middle of writing this post to watch the last quarter of England’s football match against Ukraine when Mrs Tootlepedal told me that England were leading 3-0. It was very good to see them playing in a composed and thoughtful manner with good skills on display. I hope that they continue to do well. They deserve to. The implications for a rapid spread of the virus among the unvaccinated section of the population sitting in pubs while the team plays at Wembley on Wednesday are a bit alarming though.
31 thoughts on “Totally lacking lustre”
4-0 with Homestead favourite, Henderson, scoring his first goal for England!! Hooray! Oh that we would all age as gracefully as Lilian Austin. We all deserve a day of rest every so often…so we can take time to close our eyes and fully concentrate on conversations 😁
I find that I am getting better at closing my eyes strategically as I get older.
I am a Harry Kane enthusiast being a Tottenham supporter from the glory days of 1961.
The view of the garden from the front gate is quite spectacular. I’m surprised that you don’t have people lining up along your street to take a peek at the beauties of your garden!
We often get complimentary remarks from passers by which is gratifying for the gardener.
Lillian Austin is always a pleasure to see but that butter and cream iris is a show stopper.
It’s good to see the ornamental strawberry too. It’s a beautiful thing.
I liked the view of the garden. That’s not a bad first dig for potatoes.
They were small but tasty and it we have got a lot this year so we are going to try and eat as many as we can while they are still ‘new’ potatoes.
It is beautiful
I do love that butter and cream iris. Sometimes bodies need a day or two of rest. And I so hope covid isn’t spread in the pubs.
It will be.
The perspective of your garden from the front gate is a particularly pleasing one!
I agree. I always like coming in at this time of year.
Warm damp weather can be very disabling to one’s energy levels so no wonder you are feeling a bit lacklustre. The colour in your garden on the other hand was a delight to see.
All the flowers are lovely, but the Butter and Cream Iris is stunning, and aptly named.
Some lovely pictures of your roses. You are entitled to a restful day after all your recent activity.
There is nothing wrong with falling back on roses on such a day – I should know 🙂 They always look different anyway
I like the idea of falling back on roses. It could be a painful experience.
Writing a post which includes many wonderful photos would challenge the best of us but you do it every day even when you feel a bit lethargic…please give the rest of us a break! The view of your garden from the gate is a perfect and inspiring picture. Love the roses- all of them!
I am addicted to writing posts, even more than taking exercise. 🙂
A lovely selection of flowers and birds, and here is nothing like new potatoes! Your musk flower I looked up, and it is sometimes called Monkeyflower.. It is in the Mimulus genus too, and the blooms look a lot like the plants at woods edge here.
I didn’t know that it was called a monkey flower.
Here is a link.
your garden looks delightful
Thank you. It is always a pleasure to wander round it.
Wonderful roses as well as other flowers. The new potatoes look delicious 😉
They tasted pretty good. They are not the tastiest potatoes but they are a bit slug resistant which makes them useful.
Your garden is so lovely, I do admire it.
The garden admiration is mutual.
I do a lot of day wasting and a lot of taking pics of the same flowers!
I’d like a picture of the sitootery! The view from your front gate would stop me dead in my tracks if I walked by. I would just stand and appreciate and hope to be invited in. 🙂