Up on the moor, down at the river

Today’s guest picture comes from Dropscone’s oldest son who now lives in Devon. He took this picture of people taking dressing up very seriously at a local festival.

We had a day that started out wet and grey, and continued in that vein until the evening, when it brightened up just late enough to be annoying.

Dropscone came round for scones and coffee, and he was in a very cheery mood. He had been for a check up at the health centre, and after careful examination, they had come to the conclusion that he was still alive and kicking. And he had played a good round of golf earlier in the week.

After he left, Mrs Tootlepedal and I put on our wet weather gear and drove up to the moor to do some planting of dog roses round the edge of the recent tree planting. Other volunteers were coming up later, but Mrs Tootlepedal had a meeting in the afternoon so we worked alone.

Sphagnum moss and bog cotton surrounded us as we put the roses in and protected them with tubes.

We got back for a late lunch and then Mrs Tootlepedal went off to join a group of stitchers who have a sociable meeting on a Friday afternoon.

I stayed at home and had a walk round the garden in the drizzle . . .

. . . watched birds . . .

. . . and then found that the first stage of the Giro d’Italia bike race was on the Welsh language channel on the telly. I enjoyed the cycling pictures but couldn’t follow the commentary!

Mrs Tootlepedal arrived home just in time to see the finish of the stage.

I had been hoping to get a telephone call from the bike shop to say that my bike was ready, but it never came, so after a cup of tea, I went out for a walk.

Just as I left the back door, a glimpse of sunshine lifted my spirits . . .

. . . and after taking a picture of a fancy tulip against the wall of the house . . .

. . . I walked down to the river. The sun soon disappeared, and the only bird that I saw flew off to the far side of the river as soon as it saw me.

There were hardly any birds about at all, but I took a few pictures in spite of the fact that it was getting progressively gloomier as I walked round a short three bridges route.

As I went round the top of the Scholars’ Field, my eye was caught by the thriving corydalis growing out of the wall, and a host of dandelions clocks telling me that it was time that I was home.

In the evening, Mike and Alison came round, and while Mike and Mrs Tootlepedal put the world to rights, Alison and I enjoyed playing some Handel recorder sonatas.

We seem to be set for a dull and rainy spell of weather, so perhaps I will be able to catch up on some of the work at home that I should have been doing.

The flying bird of the day is a redpoll.

Footnote: We saw a lot of common wild flowers on our East Wemyss walks and I have put some of them into a gallery here. The most unusual for us was the Few Flowered Garlic which we had never seen before. I read that it is considered invasive, and it is an offence to plant it in the wild now. It was doing well in the places where we saw it. Our favourite was probably the Fumitory, another new flower for us.

The flowers are named if you scroll through them.

Published by tootlepedal

Cyclist, retired teacher, curmudgeon, keen amateur photographer.

24 thoughts on “Up on the moor, down at the river

  1. Those are some serious costumes from the festival Dropscone’s son attended, , especially the one in the middle.

    Such vivid green in the photos! The rain has been good for your area. The Lodge Walk in new spring clothing is particularly nice, though it is hard to find a favorite photo, as I enjoyed them all. We had another day of wild weather and passing storms. over here. Our weather has also left us in vivid, rain-washed clean green.

  2. I love all the various shades of green along the river.
    The wildflowers were beautiful. I’ve never heard of few flowered garlic or fumitory. It’s always exciting to find a flower that you haven’t seen.
    The pollen cones on the pine were nice to see. I wonder if your pines turn everything green in spring like ours do.

  3. An Italian race shown on a Welsh channel in Scotland – quite the international event πŸ™‚

    It’s a pit about the garlic – it’s quite a pretty plant. The colours of the red and white tulip near the house are beautifully crisp.

  4. What a botanical feast in your own beautiful garden, in sunny East Wemyss and on your walk. What a good photographer you are. Thanks for pointing out those ducks!

  5. Your garden is looking good with the azalea in full flower. Interesting to see all those wild flowers from East Wemyss.

  6. East Wemyss again seems to punch above its weight- such a delightful bunch of unusual wild flowers. Love all the gallery of photos too on your walk and around your garden. It’s annoying when there aren’t subtitles when watching SC4 …sorry about that!

  7. It’s the best time of year for gardeners,as shown by your fine array of plants,and hopefully your azaleas will be safe from frost now 😊
    I had a job getting rid of wild garlic in the garden of my former house,but I didn’t know it was now illegal to plant,every days a school day.

  8. Really fantastic shot of your flying bird of the day. Beautiful. What sort of handlebars are you getting for your road bike? It is a great regret of mine that, as a welshman I cannot speak my native tongue and so wouldn’t be able to follow a welsh commentary either. Particularly sad because there are quite a number of Welsh speakers in the village and choir. Plus there is a strong Welsh speaking school here, so lots of children here are bilingual, which is very encouraging. I am hoping to get up on the moor soon. Only been up there once on my bike, with a mixture of lots of walking and some puffing on my Pioneer. Must have been at least 6 years ago now. A climb too far, so wasn’t repeated. The Swytch Bike gives me hope, I’ll be able to see bog cotton again. Plus take some pictures. Cheers.

    1. I have got slightly swept back straight handlebars which have turned out to be comfortable. I am just waiting for a less windy day to give them a real test.

  9. I read in Gardeners World magazine that the red dead nettle is especially beloved of pollinators so am leaving some in my garden instead of calling it a weed.

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