Today’s guest picture comes from my Welsh correspondent Keiron. It shows a fine rose grown by his wife. It is flourishing in spite of or because of quite a bit of recent rain.
We had another day here with a grey morning and a sunny afternoon. It was warm and dry though, so after a slow start to the day, we got busy.
I started my effort with some dead heading, badly needed as I have been slacking on the job over the past couple of days. Then, while Mrs Tootlepedal cycled off to do some shopping, I mowed the greenhouse grass and the vegetable garden paths.
I had time for a walk round the garden before lunch. I saw that the Lilian Austin rose was looking promising. When I looked later, the sun in the afternoon had encouraged it to open.
Although things are definitely beginning to wind down for the year, there is till plenty of colour to be seen . . .
The yellow dahlias in the top right of the panel above are well over six feet high now. Mrs Tootlepedal doesn’t keep a lot of dahlias over winter, preferring to grow them from seed on the whole, but she likes the the yellow ones in the top left corner so much that she may well keep them.
The garden is full of bees and flies and occasional butterflies making the most of the flowers . . .
You have to look closely sometimes to see all the visitors. Even before the carder bee arrived, there were six small insects on this dahlia.
I put my camera down and got the push mower out and mowed the front lawn. It had quite a lot of grass on it in spite of the lack of serious rain lately.
After lunch, we took a break from gardening and watched the Tour of Britain cyclists pass through familiar parts of the the country on their way from our neighbouring town of Hawick to Edinburgh.
When they had finished, we went back out into the garden where the sunshine had encouraged new visitors . . .
. . . and did some more dead heading, and then, while Mrs Tootlepedal set about weeding and hoeing the vegetable beds, I went for a walk.
I started by checking to see if our impatiens noli tangere beside the Wauchope Water was still in flower. It was.
I took pictures with my camera and my phone and it was interesting to see how different they thought the colour of the flowers was.
I love the way that these flowers seem to swim through the air like fish.
Unfortunately, it looks as though this pretty plant is likely to be swamped by an invasive Himalayan balsam growing beside it.
I continued my stroll by going along Gaskell’s Walk, over the Auld Stane Brig and coming back home by way of the track across the Becks Burn.
I crossed three wooden bridges and an auld stane one too.
I saw haws, hips, sloes and seeds . . .
. . . a few fungi beside the track through the wood and blackberries beside the lichen garden on a fence post . . .
. . . inquisitive cattle . . .
. . . and silhouetted sheep.
I was a it worried by the silhouetted sheep, as their background was a large and threatening cloud which bid fair to spoil my day. I increased my pace a bit, but I need not have worried as the cloud passed harmlessly by, and was soon to be seen on the far side of Whita . . .
. . . leaving me and the monument in the sunshine.
There were some good views on my way. (As always, a click will bring up the bigger picture)
I liked the sun on the willowherb seed heads on Gaskells Walk, the impressive crop of crab apples on the Becks track, and a fine clump of marsh woundwort as I came down past Holmwood.
I rounded my outing off with a shot of our neighbour Liz’s garage which is showing the turning of the season.
Pompom dahlias welcomed me back to the garden.
Once again, the garden birds were conspicuous by their absence so there is no flying bird of the day today. I have put in a floating flower instead.