Today’s guest picture comes from our son Tony. He spotted this heron enjoying the East Wemyss sunshine and sea earlier this week.
I had to be up early in the morning, as I had to drive our two new electric bikes down to the bike shop at opening time. They were due to get their after sales service and check up.
I sped back to Langholm, put on my walking boots and went to meet my walking friend Mark at his house. We had arranged to go for a walk through the woods along the Tarras Water. Mark had not done this walk before, so I was to be the guide today.
As there was a brisk breeze blowing, I was very happy to be walking and not cycling today.
We went along the road to the bridge over the Tarras Water at Glentarras, and the moss on the wall as we walked up to Broomholm was a fine sight.
It was a bit gloomy when we set out, but the clouds soon burned off and we had excellent weather for our outing, sunny but not too hot.
The walk along the river was very satisfactory, as the going underfoot was still quite dry in spite of the recent rain, and everything was beautifully green. We had to cross a rather fragile looking bridge over a gully on our way, and Mark took a picture of me as I crossed, and then I took one of Mark. As the bridge did not collapse and neither of us fell off, the pictures were not very dramatic.
I was so busy talking to Mark and checking the route, that I didn’t take many photographs on the way, but we did see a lot of striking horsetail . . .
. . . and a clump of tall reeds or grasses, with new green shoots growing up under the old growth.
I had told Mark that we might see a good patch of wild irises near the bridge at the far end of our section along the river, but I wasn’t sure whether they would be out yet. It was a relief to find that there were quite a few showing when we got to the spot.
They are beautiful flowers.
We stopped for a biscuit and a drink of water at the bridge, and then crossed back over the river and walked up the road to the bird hide, before returning to Langholm along the track through the oak woods. I was visited by a little green bug at the bridge (Mark’s picture) and we passed thistles and yellow flowers complete with insects along the road.
The walk through Longwood was delightful . . .
. . . and by way of added interest, I pointed out some small cow-wheat . . .
. . . and Mark noticed a slow worm sunning itself on the path.
We got back to Mark’s house after an enjoyable seven mile walk in perfect time for lunch provided by Mark’s wife Leila. Home made quiche with toast and cheese on the side, washed down with strong coffee, and followed by home made scones straight out of the oven did a very good job of restoring our energy levels.
I was then given a tour of the garden. The highlight for me was this magnificent rhododendron.
I walked home after lunch and took a moment to have a sit down before driving off to Longtown to pick up the bikes after their service. All was well with them, and I might have had a test ride on mine when I got home, if the wind had been a little less strong. With gusts at over 30 mph, I walked round the garden instead. It was quite hard to take good pictures in such a wind, but that didn’t stop me having a go.
There was a lot of ‘pretty in pink’ to be seen . . .
. . . and astrantias never disappoint . . .
. . . and there were new flowers too.
Musk . . .
. . . pinks . . .
. . . and real flowers on the climbing hydrangea. These have come to join the things that look like petals but are not petals.
Mrs Tootlepedal has asked me to keep an eye on the flowers in the chimney pot. They seem to be doing well.
I didn’t spend a lot of time looking at birds today, and the strong wind may have discouraged traffic. I saw the usual customers.
After a zoom with my sisters, I had a nutritious evening meal of fishcakes and spinach, and settled down for a quiet night in.
The flying bird of the day is a siskin.
Footnote: It is going to be very windy tomorrow and possible rainy too, so I might have a quiet day in.