Today’s guest picture comes from my brother Andrew. He has been on a short holiday where among other things, he enjoyed the sight of this church perched on the very edge of Rutland Water.
As we made our way back from Marlow to Langholm, we had a journey of many parts today. We started by being given a lift to the station at High Wycombe by Mrs Tootlepedal’s kind sister-in-law Frankie. We arrived at the station just in time to catch a fast train to Marylebone Station in London. The fact that it was a fast train gave us enough time to visit a Morrocan cafe before walking along to Euston Station where we met my sisters Susan and Mary, and enjoyed a chat with them, embellished with coffee and toast.
The train from Euston left on time and moved smoothly over the 300 miles to Carlisle in three and a bit hours. We had time to visit a bookshop before catching the bus to Langholm.
Our journey ended with a walk from the High Street to our house, crossing over the newly re-opened Suspension Bridge on our way.
The weather was sunny as our train sped north, but dark clouds loomed up over the hills across the valley as we got near Carlisle, and we were treated to a series of brilliant rainbows. They were not easy to catch through the speeding train’s window.
It was sunny while we waited for our bus opposite the Citadel in Carlisle . . .
. . . but there were dark clouds there too and we were treated to another rainbow.
It had obviously been raining in Langholm while we had been away, as there was quite a bit of water in the rivers, so we were a bit apprehensive as we approached the garden gate. There were over two inches of rain in our rain gauge when I looked, but our dahlias had kept their heads up pretty well, and were still smiling.
The tall Michaelmas daisies had survived, although they were leaning over . . .
. . . and the nerines seemed completely undaunted by the weather.
A little red rose was looking bit depressed . . .
. . . but Crown Princess Margareta looked totally cheerful.
The biggest surprise to me was how well the Stargazer lilies were doing.
I didn’t spend long in the garden as a cup of tea and a family Zoom beckoned from indoors.
Although it was brought about by the sad occasion of Mrs Tootlepedal’s mother’s funeral service, the visit to the south has been a good experience. The funeral service itself and the family gathering afterwards were both more uplifting than mournful events. When the riverside walk and the meeting with my sisters are added in, the whole trip will be remembered as a very positive time.
The weather for the next few days looks as though it is going to be both cold and wet, so we may not feel quite so happy to have got home as we feel now.
I hope to get back to normal service in writing a full blog, and reading and commenting on other people’s posts tomorrow.