A slow day

Today’s guest picture comes from our daughter Annie. She found this tree also waiting in the queue when she went for her booster vaccination yesterday.

We had another grey, and somewhat damp day here today. The temperature had crept up a bit but it still felt chilly and unwelcoming, so I was happy to have my cold to give me an excuse to lounge around doing nothing in the morning.

Once again, no birds appeared at the feeder, so later in the day I moved it to a new position, sheltered under the plum tree, and I wait to see if this will encourage more visitors. To be absolutely fair, there were one or two birds today, but they only arrived after I had turned my back on the feeder and put my camera down.

Mrs Tootlepedal was busy writing up the minutes of a Langholm Initiative meeting, so I entertained myself by making some lentil and carrot soup for lunch.

After lunch, in spite of my continuing cold, I thought that it would be a good idea to stretch my legs, so I looked out of the back door to see if the rain had stopped, and when I found that it had, I went for a walk.

The clouds were thick and sitting heavily on the hills. It wasn’t a good day for taking pictures.

You can’t walk through the park and along the River Esk at the moment, so I took the path along the mossy wall beside the Wauchope . . .

. . . and followed the track up to the Stubholm and then came back down again to the Murtholm at the far end of the riverside path.

Looking back I could see that there had been a lot of clearing to make my way plain coming down the hill . . .

. . . but also that it would be sometime before anyone would enjoy a stroll along the riverside path back to the park.

I stopped to take a picture of prolific lichen (possibly oak moss lichen, Evernia prunastri) on a tree branch . . .

. . . and then walked steadily on down to Skippers Bridge without finding anything tempting enough to get my camera back out of my pocket.

When I had crossed the bridge, I saw that the retaining fence on the top of the stone wall had been taken away, leaving the new wooden fence behind it.

It is still not clear to me what the purpose of this new fence is.

On the other side of the road, trees have been cleared, leaving a better view of the bridge from the north.

As I walked back towards the town, I could see that moles have been busy . . .

. . . and no less than three blackbirds were pecking away within ten yards of each other beside the path as I passed the sewage works.

Variegated ivy shields the works from the gaze of passing pedestrians.

The only hint of colour apart from grey and green, and it was just a hint, came from the bare branches of a willow beside the water.

Looking across the river at the banking on the other side, it occurred to me that even if the fallen trees across the path are cleared, it may be considered that the banking is in too dangerous a state to allow the path to be reopened to the public.

I had taken my walk at a very gentle pace so I got home in good order to find Mrs Tootlepedal still hard at work. I had a quick snoop round the garden before I went in and took my boots off.

A little colour was provided by a dogwood in the back border . . .

. . . and by a tiny bit of beech next to the drying green.

It is not much, but you have to be grateful for what you can get in these, the darkest days of the winter.

Tea and Garibaldi biscuits were consumed, the curtains were shut, my siblings were Zoomed, and the day came to a peaceful and uneventful close.

My cold is slightly better and the forecast for the next two days is slightly better too, so I’m hoping that there may be more interesting posts in the near future.

No flying bird today, just a distant glimpse of two little birds on the very top of the walnut tree.

Published by tootlepedal

Cyclist, retired teacher, curmudgeon, keen amateur photographer.

25 thoughts on “A slow day

  1. The fallen beech leaves are beautiful, as is that long and mossy wall. Does anyone ever clear the moss off the walls, or does it dry and fall off, or just stay there forever? My knowledge of mossy walls is very limited!

    Annie had a beautiful place to wait in line for her booster shot. I have another week before I can line up in the scenic asphalt parking lot of a local hockey arena, where we will all hope there isn’t a strong north wind that day to keep us comfy as we wait!

    1. The wall stays more or less mossy all the time depending on how much rain there is.

      I hope that the wind lets you queue up for your booster in peace.

  2. I wonder if they’re afraid someone walking along the top of that wall might fall off. That wouldn’t be good.
    I wish we had mossy walls like that one. Moss takes forever to grow here.
    I’m glad the cold is getting better. I can imagine that coming down with a cold might cause some anxiety right now.

  3. I enjoyed these winter photos, especially the stone wall covered in moss and colorful branches providing some red and golden hues to the landscape. I suspect it will take crews the rest of the winter to clean up all that storm damage.

    1. Most of the work is down to our local large estate and they have no obligation to clear the fallen trees so it will be interesting to see what happens.

  4. Thank goodness for beech leaves, mossy walls and variegated plants to get us through these damp and dreary days. Your daughter’s photo reminds me of tropical days in the sunshine except people are wearing winter coats! Roll on the spring and hopefully the powers that be will reinstate all your lovely paths with H and S in mind!

  5. I’ll take a slow against a no day every time. Getting out and about is good for a cold. All this wet weather has loosened so many banking structure, causing small and large landslip. Keeping the pathways and cycleways is a nightmare for those responsible. No joke having to turn back at such a blockage. It’s happened to me quite a few times in the past. Cheers.

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