Where there’s a will, there’s a way

Today’s guest picture is another from my brother’s scenic trip home after his visit to us. He passed though Buxton, and admired the magnificent thermal baths building there.

We had another dry day here, and as it was forecast that the early sun would disappear by coffee time, I got up early for me and cycled a mile up the road before breakfast. My target was a hillside full of bluebells above the Wauchope Water.

Of course, some light clouds came over as soon as I got onto the hill, but there were some sunny moments too, and I took a number of pictures to try to give an impression of how beautiful the hillside is.

As I came off the hill, I thought that it would be a good time to continue across the road to the side of the river and take a picture of my favourite little cascade.

I looked back at the bluebells as I cycled home.

After a leisurely breakfast, I had a moment to watch the birds . . .

. . . and to walk round the garden . . .

. . . before we went shopping at the Co-op. There was time for a coffee when we got back (high roasted Old Brown Java), and then we were off again, up to the High Street to do some more shopping and visit our solicitor to get our wills updated. This proved to be a very painless experience, and we walked home with the quiet satisfaction of people who had got their affairs in order.

There was time for another walk round the garden before lunch.

After lunch, I had another look at the birds, who had eaten nearly all the seed in the feeder already . . .

. . . and then Mrs Tootlepedal went off to stitch with her stitching group, and I headed up to join the other volunteers planting trees on the Tarras Valley Nature Reserve. We work in pairs as we dig a hole to plant the trees and put in the post and protective tree guards. I was lucky today to have a young ecologist from Edinburgh as my partner. He was happy to do a little extra work when I ran out of puff, and as a result, we got a lot of trees planted.

Military people in large helicopters flew over us to check on what we were up to.

Eight volunteers planted about 120 trees in under two hours, and we felt that we had done a good job as we gathered for a cold drink and a chocolate biscuit at the end of the session. My partner, the ecologist, went off to do a nesting bird count at the head of the Tarras Valley, and I pottered home on my bike, stopping beside a very peaceful river on the way.

Mrs Tootlepedal and I both got home in time to watch the end of today’s stage of the Giro, and then we had another walk round the garden.

It had been a busy day, and I totally forgot that I should have been hosting a Zoom with my brother and sisters. They were very forgiving though, and we rescheduled for tomorrow. I have set a phone alarm so that I don’t forget that one too.

While I was writing this post, Mrs Tootlepedal poked her head round the door to say that there was fine mackerel sky to be seen. I went and saw it. I thought that it was indeed fine.

I also took a break from post composition to give Dropscone a ring to see how he is doing. He reported that he is better than he was yesterday, when he was absolutely zonked. But Covid is a nuisance, and he is still pretty tired. He has an appointment next week to see about his shoulder, so he is hoping to be clear of Covid in time to go to that. In the meantime, he has read four books.

The flying bird of the day is a sparrow.

Published by tootlepedal

Cyclist, retired teacher, curmudgeon, keen amateur photographer.

36 thoughts on “Where there’s a will, there’s a way

    1. PS Very pleased to hear on the news that someone in Dumfries and Galloway has been prosecuted for shooting a red kite. (Pleased they’ve been prosecuted,
      that is.) Anywhere near you?

  1. When I saw the header photo I was afraid you’d tell us that the sheep were eating all the bluebells. I hope they don’t get that hungry.
    Beautiful views and beautiful flowers today. The camassias have just started blossoming here too.
    Dropscone is having a real run of bad luck but at least he can read. I had such brain fog with covid, I couldn’t even do that.

    1. He is a keen reader so that should keep him as happy as he can be. The sheep don’t seem to eat the bluebells as they come up in the same spot each year.

      1. So sad that there’s no money in wool. People are trying to change that, but, even if successful, it’s going to be a long process. Too baa-baad.

  2. Yay! Bluebell time! Wonderful photos, hooray for feeling well enough to help out with the tree planting, I’m glad Dropscone is on the mend, and Wow! That sky!

  3. The bluebells are wonderful, and I especially like the sheep with them. I feel the same way when helicopters fly over. Hats off to Dropscone – I can barely manage to finish reading a book without Covid.

  4. I like the bluebell landscapes, the garden flowers, he cascade, and the bee. So good that you were up to volunteering once more. More good wishes for Dropscone

  5. what a feast of bluebells, and what a good day’s work. Thanks for the mackerel sky. I can never remember what its called.

  6. Top marks for the stunning header photo and of course for all the other bluebell shots as well. The river and favourite bridge photos are also idyllic – a throughly enjoyable post. Thank you.

  7. The bluebells look lovely. I can almost picture them in the woodland glade they once inhabited.

  8. A busy day is right! That sky was magnificent. I don’t think I’ve ever seen the sky look like that. Oh, no! Dropscone has Covid? What rotten luck. Hope he soon recovers.

  9. Bluebell covered hillsides and rambling, cascading brooks are always pleasing scenes, too.

    That is a fine mackerel sky! I saw an interesting aerial phenomenon here last night after dark. What looked like a string of individual bluish lights quietly heading east across the sky about 9:54 PM Pacific Daylight Time. As best I can tell hunting around the Internet, the phenomenon was created by Elon Musk – it was one of a number of StarLink satellite deployments, and some had been seen and photographed earlier in the week here in Oregon. I was rather hoping for benevolent Vulcans that could solve the current world problems. ๐Ÿ™‚

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