Another day, another stroll with Mrs Tootlepedal

Today’s guest pictures come from our son Tony. He won’t be short of company this Christmas.

My morning was brightened by the sight of Mrs Tootlepedal’s birthday flowers on the kitchen table when I came downstairs.

Later in the day, Mrs Tootlepedal sorted then into two smaller vases.

We had another fine and frosty morning here today, and we had to proceed to church with great caution as the roads were slippery here and there. It was the day of the children’s Nativity service so the church was a good deal fuller than usual. I had pretty well recovered from my cold, but I still wore my singing mask and kept it on throughout.

It had just crept above freezing by the time that we got out of church, but we were equally careful on the way home.

A little car window art gives a good idea of the temperature out of the sun.

The bird feeder was in the shadow of our neighbour’s house and a lone siskin looked a little chilly.

But as the sun moved round and up, other birds moved in.

Because it was such a good day, we had an early lunch, put on several layers of warm clothes, and went out for a walk. A couple of starlings watched us as we left.

Mrs Tootlepedal has not been round the Potholm walk since the storm, so we went that way today to let her see developments. The road past Holmwood has been neatly cleared of trees and debris and traffic can get through, but the phone and fibre lines are still lying beside the road.

Among the fallen trees, I found more hair ice.

We were pleased to get out of the shadow of the hill when we came to the road to Potholm, and most of the rest of our walk was blessed by cheerful sunshine.

I have put the things and views that we saw on the way to Potholm into a gallery so that those with time to spare can click on a frame to get the bigger picture, and everyone else can skate through. You will gather that once again I took too many pictures on my walk.

We crossed the Esk at Potholm . . .

. . . walked up the hill on the other side, paused for a moment on a handy bench, and then came back to Langholm along the Langfauld track. Once again, I have put the sights that we saw on this section of our walk into a gallery. Mrs Tootlepedal was very impressed by the amount of storm damage in the woods above the track.

When we came to the game larder at Holmhead, we saw how lucky we were that no inhabited buildings around the town had been crushed by falling trees . . .

We went down to the Duchess Bridge and found that the estate workers had done a very good job of clearing a path through the chaos to open up a popular walk.

Locals were making good use of this, and we were just one of several parties enjoying this favourite walk in the sunshine. As a bonus there was a good crop of staghorn fungus on a branch that had fallen some time ago.

When we came out of the shadow of the trees onto the Castleholm, I liked the silhouette of a pine against the background of Whita Hill.

For the second day running, we met the cute puppy and this time it stood still for a moment.

When we got home, both Mrs Tootlepedal and I were pleased to find that we had walked five miles without any great difficulty, and I was able to say that I am now officially cured of the cold. I just hope that I won’t be sorry for saying that when I catch another one tomorrow. There is a lot of it about.

We had a pause for refreshment and recovery after the walk.

Then I lit a fire in the front room, pulled two armchairs up in front of my computer, and in warmth and comfort we watched a live relay of Bach’s Christmas Oratorio streamed from Kings Place in London. My oldest sister Susan was in the the concert hall watching it in person. Even on a laptop screen it was engrossing and thoroughly enjoyable. And a great deal cheaper than taking a train to London, buying two tickets and taking the train back home again.

Under strict supervision from the expert, I made some ham rissoles for our evening meal and they rounded off a very satisfactory day.

Well, a satisfactory day except that I didn’t get a decent flying bird shot. I have put in a substandard panel to try to disguise this unfortunate fact.

Published by tootlepedal

Cyclist, retired teacher, curmudgeon, keen amateur photographer.

30 thoughts on “Another day, another stroll with Mrs Tootlepedal

  1. I was out making music myself until 6.00 this evening, and am looking forward to catching up with the Bach during these coming seven days that it’s available.

  2. Your window frost is much more elegant and feathery than what grows here. It must have something to do with moisture differences.
    That is a cute puppy.
    I never knew that sheep ate turnips. It looks like they’ll be well fed for a while.
    I’m glad the cold is better.

  3. I was glad to hear that you are fully recovered from your cold, Tom. After waiting more than 6 hours in the emergency room to get treatment for acute bronchitis, I’ve been coughing for nearly three weeks now, so I know how these things can drag on.

    1. There are big delays in our accident and emergency departments here too. It is not a good situation when you need help as you obviously did. I hope that you managed to get some useful treatment.

  4. I like that staghorn fungus… very well named in my opinion. Viewing the Bach in front of your own fire sounds wonderful …I an becoming very hermit-like in these covid times

  5. No wonder you took so many pictures on such a lovely day. I was fortunate at the concert to have no one sitting close to me at all. I should estimate about 20% of the audience didn’t turn up thanks to Omicrom.

  6. You were lucky to have sunshine again – some splendid views – even if it was freezing cold.
    Glad you were able to enjoy the concert from afar.

  7. Puppies these days look even more adorable than ever! Really enjoyed all the photos from your walk- proper winter scenes and the pretty frosty window patterns reminded me to buy some de-icer!

  8. I have never seen such intricate car window art in person. Glad you are over your cold! I am remiss, I will have to go back and find out when it started. I am intrigued by the Redwing photo in particular as I don’t think I am familiar with this bird but the click-on function isn’t working for me on my laptop. I’ll try my phone. Altogether a beautiful series of photos as always.

  9. I enjoyed all the photos from your day, especially the car window frost panel and starlings. They look quite iridescent in sunlight.

    Your turnips for sheep photo caught my eye. Are the turnips grown specifically for the sheep, or is it that they are allowed to graze on the green tops before the turnip roots are harvested?

  10. They say that Omicron, in mild cases for vaccinated and boosted people, can be quite like a cold!
    That is one cute puppy!
    It’s good to see the storm damage getting sorted out.

  11. I do not like the look of that ice and frost! We’ve been lucky down here, only a couple of mornings, so far, when I have needed to scrape ice off the car windscreen, and there have been no problems underfoot. Long may the mild weather continue. Up very early this morning, unable to sleep. My youngest son, Tierloch, has just arrived home after his nightshift. I want to have a go at that mechanicking, I spoke of yesterday, but it won’t be light for some time yet. A couple of years ago I’d have been up by 06.00 and out on my Pioneer for a couple of hours, in all weathers, except for ice and snow, on my non shift days, before all the problems with this knee. Manana (sorry, can’t manage the “~” above the “n” ), has been my go to word for too long now. Back in my blogging days, which, once again I have lapsed from, I remember moaning about being stuck in a rut, because I was only cycling up and down this Neath valley, both on my commute and leisure rides. Am I rut prone? Or simply lazy and unadventurous? All this thinking has made me tired, so I think I’ll try and have a nap for a couple of hours. Nightshift to look forward to this evening. Thanks for sharing Mrs T and your day of the 20th December 2021. Obviously, I am struggling to get back into your time zone. Where’s Dr Who when you need her? Cheers.

    1. It is easy to get into a rut and very hard to get out of one. I don’t what I will do when we are free to roam anywhere. Will I have the get up and go to get up and go. I am very hard to to get to do anything adventurous just now.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.

%d bloggers like this: