Today’s guest picture comes from our son Tony. On his way from East Wemyss to West Wemyss today, he took in this charming view.
We woke up here to find that a little rain had indeed fallen into our life, but sadly it was just a very little rain. It had dampened the surface of the soil but done nothing more. It did make a pretty pattern on a web slung between the fake tree and the hedge beside the bird feeder.
I got my new camera to take a closer look.
This could get a bit addictive.
After breakfast, I pruned the plum tree, (or should that be plummed the prune tree?). We don’t want it to get too tall,, as it is hard enough to pick the plums as it is. I noticed that something had made an awful lot of holes in the leaves . . .
. . .but I couldn’t find any evidence of what it was.
I put down my lopper when Dropscone appeared for coffee. He had had to walk round as he had slipped over on the golf course while looking for a lost ball last weekend and he had injured his wrist. This had ruled out cycling.
He had a letter from the doctor saying that his wrist hadn’t been in very good condition before he had fallen on it. The general thrust was, ‘try not to fall on it again’. Sound advice. He wasn’t even looking for his own ball when he slipped, so he felt a bit hard done by. However, he was very cheerful under the circumstances, and I was pleased to find that his catastrophe hadn’t affected his ability to turn out tasty scones.
When he left, I finished pruning the plum tree and shredded the prunings. Then I had a look round the garden.
There were quite a lot of raindrops entangled in the no-mow lawn grass . . .
. . . and more had been entrapped by an inula.
The smooth surfaces on the lone fuchsia flower had shed most of the drops . . .
. . . and the latest dahlia had only collected a few.
I cycled up to the town to try to get new supplies of bird seed as I am running short. I was a bit upset to find that the shop had run out altogether. I will have to come back next week. I will need to ration the seed for the moment, as I don’t have a lot left. I have been saying to myself for some days now that I needed to get more seed but, as usual, I hadn’t listened.
When I got back, I noticed a fine bunch of pixie cup lichens on the edge of the drive . . .
. . . and then went in.
Mrs Tootlepedal went out for lunch and while she was gone, I checked on the birds and found that they had already done a good job in lowering the number of seeds in the feeder.
It was a very green day with greenfinches and siskins the only customers while I watched.
Before I had my lunch, I used the excellent Royal Mail online facility to address and pay for a parcel which Mrs Tootlepedal wanted to send away. Then I cycled up to the visiting post office in the Town Hall and posted it.
That was the extent of my exercise for the day.
I should have gone for a cycle ride in the afternoon, as it was an unusually still day, but I haven’t been sleeping well for the past few days and I felt quite tired. It was all to easy to sit down and watch the Tour de France as it draws near to its conclusion. Mrs Tootlepedal came back from her lunch and joined me.
When it finished, we went out for a gentle bit of gardening. I nodded to one of the many young blackbirds in the garden , . . .
. . .and then sieved a load of compost. Mrs Tootlepedal sowed some ground cover on the empty early potato bed. She was joined by a collared dove.
After composting, I picked some raspberries. Our crop is coming to an end, but it has been very good and we have been forced to eat quite a lot of raspberries and cream as well as making some jam.
Then I wandered about for a while, and among the fine cultivated garden flowers . . .
. . . and I saw that a tiny hop clover which I had planted in the mini meadow had flowered.
This came from a packet of mixed wild flowers which Mrs Tootlepedal had sowed in plugs in the spring time, so it is very satisfactory to see it come up in the mini meadow as intended.
I saw a little dunnock creeping across the lawn and a large rook flying overhead.
I heard an enormous bumble bee zoom past me and settle on a dahlia . . .
. . . and I spent quite a bit of time trying to get good shots in rather poor light of insects visiting the phacelia. You can see why it gets the name ‘fiddleneck’. I like the picture even though the little green bug in it is hardly visible.
The nasturtiums are plotting to take over the whole wall of the house.
We went in to Zoom with my brother and sisters and then enjoyed a light evening meal. I am hoping that the quiet day will help me get a good night’s sleep.
The flying bird of the day is a greenfinch, absolutely appalled when it heard about the shortage of sunflower seeds in the town.
38 thoughts on “Into every life a little rain must fall”
That camera does such a good job with close-ups. Impressive! Also, your son’s picture is so charming that I wish I could visit East or West Wemyss, wherever the picture was taken. Hope Dropscone’s wrist heals quickly.
East Wemyss is well worth a visit and it isn’t even the prettiest part of the coast. There are more visited spots just along to the east.
Maybe your inability to sleep comes from excitement over the new camera. The photos from it certainly have me excited, and I own one.
I’m glad Dropscone didn’t do any lasting damage to his wrist. May many rounds of golf be in his future.
I read that phacelias are also called scorpion weed or scorpion tails, and it’s easy to see why. It’s an unusual and pretty plant.
I didn’t know about the scorpion tail name but I can indeed see that it fits. The poor sleeping comes from a bad back and not doing my back exercises regularly enough. I did them last night and slept better.
I didn’t know either until I read about the plant. It grows wild in California, apparently.
I’m glad your back is feeling better. I’ve had back issues for many years.
Back problems never go away even if they do get better from time to time.
I can see where the new camera could be addictive. The worlds within the raindrops make very interesting and beautiful subjects. 🙂
I will try to ration myself or it could get tedious.
The raindrops series is absolutely lovely – well worth an addiction!
I like the photo of the rook. It’s very sleek and looks as if it’s about to dive bomb something.
Hopefully Dropscone’s wrist heals and doesn’t prevent him from golfing. I find that it doesn’t pay to get any joint x-rayed because I only find out that it’s arthritic!
That’s what he found out.
You got more raindrops than we did here.. ours disappeared as soon as they hit the surface. I enjoyed your close up pictures of the drops. Speaking of buying more seed, I ordered an extra the last time and intend to keep myself one bag ahead just to be on the safe side. Your experience tells me this is a prudent idea.
I think that that sounds like a very good idea.
It is good to see a Dunnock again – they have been absent from your blog for a while. The letter from the doctor doesn’t sound very helpful, so I too wish Dropscone a speedy recovery.
He is intending to have a speedy recovery if possible. 🙂
The close up of the raindrops makes a marvellous picture.
Sympathies to Dropscone.
Well done using the online facility to pay for your parcel. Will it be collected?
No. I could have got it collected if I had wanted.
I like all the raindrop pictures, and found the flying rook intriguing
We get a lot of rooks flying over the garden as there is a large rookery nearby.
Now we are happy with every drop of rain that fals…. Splendid shots of this heavenly moisture 🙂
I am glad that you got some rain.
Loved your header picture and the fiddleneck, hope you slept well and have lots of energy for the excitements of today.
You can blame Mr P. of Moskow for the shortage of birdseed. Lovely pictures with the new Olympus. Especially like the Nasturiums and of course the raindrops. We got our share of rain (abt. 30 mm) yesterday and tonight after a long spell of drought.
We got some proper rain today for which we were grateful though it would have been even better if it had come overnight.
Just read the above comment and now know the name of your new camera! Amazing photos of the raindrops, the lichen and the flowers- well worth spending your pocket money on the camera…I just looked at some prices! Hope you’ve left some pennies in your purse as I’ve just bought some sunflower seeds and peanuts for the birds…very pricey! The rook looks like a Stealth Bomber!
I looked at the price of birdseed and blenched a bit too. The thing about the camera is that I use it every day so if it lasts for three years, it will be a bargain for the amount of fun it gives me.
Your and your new camera provided some great shots today The collared dove is a lovely bird seen close up.
Your nasturtiums do indeed look to be taking over,but I wouldn’t mind as they are a plant I particularly like.
They do very well in our garden so we like them. 🙂
What an excellent cornucopia of images. So much so it’s hard for me to choose a favorite. Glad you got some rain. Raindrops never looked so fascinating. We have had somewhat of a deluge the past couple days.
We had a mini deluge today, lasting about ten minutes!
And likely with no warning, right? Hard not to get caught in it, I imagine.
Luckily we were inside when it came, but it was still a surprise.
I’ve missed some of your previous posts while drowning in emails and blogging… what’s this about a new camera? Looks like you’re having some serious fun with it! Good to see you expanding your capabilities.
I bought a tougher waterproof camera as the Lumixes that I have had wear out far too quickly although they are good little cameras. They hated getting wet.
A bit late with this comment, but…
I enjoyed the play on words regarding pruning the plum tree. As soon as I read that sentence, I was immediately struck by the juxtaposition of related words. Well done. English is full of delightful tricks of language like this! I’m glad you caught this one and shared it with us.
I am glad that you enjoyed it.
A scintillating flying bird today.