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Today’s guest picture comes from our son Tony and shows his efforts to teach his dogs to appreciate a fine sunset over the Forth last night.

wemyss dogs at sunset

We got a frosty morning without the benefit of any sunshine here and the temperature hardly rose at all for the rest of the day.  Still, as everyone remarked, at least it wasn’t raining.

The chilly weather was encouraging birds to come to the feeder…

chilly feeder

….and I poked my nose out into the garden after breakfast to enjoy Jack Frost’s work.

garden frost

Sandy came round for coffee and we discussed Archive Group business.  He is busy cleaning and scanning a large set of photographic glass plates which are more than 100 years old and he is finding the results very interesting.  They will appear on our website in due course.

While we were chatting, an unexpected flash of colour caught my eye and I leapt up to see a brambling in the plum tree,

brambling in Plum tree december

This is the second one of the season but like the first, it seemed to be a lone bird and didn’t stay long.

Unlike the brambling, the dunnocks are permanent fixtures at the moment and are obviously managing to avoid the marauding cats which haunt our garden.

dunnock on chair

Otherwise the traffic was much as usual.

chaffinch and goldfinch frosty day

After coffee, I gave my spare laptop and the Archive Group projector a trial run and then went along to the Buccleuch Centre with them where I was able to prove that there is such a thing as a free lunch.  Not only did I get some excellent soup and sandwiches at the patrons’ lunch but I was allowed the privilege of showing the other patrons 100 of my photographs.  They put up with this without any complaint and I enjoyed showing a selection taken from every month from December 2017 to December 2018.

Mrs Tootlepedal was helping with the catering both for our lunch and the other customers in the coffee bar and she had a very busy time.  She was still working hard when I went home.

The afternoon was very still and I would dearly have liked to have gone for a quick cycle ride, as days with little wind are at a premium.  However, the thermometer was still only showing 2 degrees C so I allowed good sense to take control.  I really do not want to hit a patch of ice on my bike this winter and even if the road is 99% ice free, it is the other 1% that can do the damage.

I went for a walk.

It turned out to be a good decision because although the going underfoot was good, not only were there plenty of icy puddles…

icy puddle

…but there was also a rawness in the air that made it feel very cold so cycling would not have been fun at all.

When I got to the park, I found that someone had been improving on nature…

baubles in park tree

…and when I had passed through the park, I found that others had gone to the trouble of sweeping (or blowing) all the leaves off the path through the Beechy Plains.

swept beechy plains

This is the sort of thing that brings a smile to your face even when your nose and ears are tingling with the cold.

I walked along the Murtholm track, looking for points of interest on a grey day, such as a bright bramble leaf

winter bramble leaf

…and drops of water suspended on every square of the sheep fencing the whole way along the track….

droplets on sheep wire

…and evidence of the recent strong winds…

fallen branches

…and a very fresh and green looking shrub.   I am open to suggestions as to what it might be.  Some sort of ivy perhaps?

ivy

I looked up at Warbla where I had been standing in the beautiful sunshine yesterday…

Warbla on a frosty day

…and was very glad that I wasn’t up there today.

It was growing increasingly misty as I went towards Skippers Bridge and when I got to it, the view downstream from the bridge was gloomy.

misty from skippers

Where there is a bridge parapet or a wall, there is always lichen and there was a good selection on the bridge itself and the wall along the main road as I walked back.

skippers brodge lichen

There as lichen of a different sort on a wooden fence beside the path further on and one or two defiant daisies to add a touch of colour to my walk.

lichen adn saisy

I was surprised to see a very healthy looking fungus up a tree outside the back entrance to the Co-op store….

co-op fungus high

…and some more lower down the tree.

co-op fungus low

I was pleased to have managed to get a two mile walk in before the light completely faded but I was even more pleased to get home and into the warmth with a cup of tea and a slice of toast.

Waiting on my doorstep when I got back was a bottle of red wine. It turned out to be a present from Bob, the organiser of the patron’s lunch.  I found a good home for it while I was eating my evening meal and I am writing this post in a consequently very cheerful mood.  (Mrs Tootlepedal had a glass too.)

It is supposed to get progressively warmer over the next two days but as it is going to rain as well, this is not much consolation.

The flying bird of the day is outlined against the frosty lawn.

flying chffinch frosty

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Today’s guest picture shows a colourful corner of my daughter’s garden on Monday.  As she is in Cannes at the moment, it is having to get on without her.

Annie's gardenI personally had a very quiet day in contrast to the loud and windy weather outside.  After a night of rain, it was at least dry, although we only got very infrequent moments of sunshine.

I put a dull day to good use by doing some vacuuming, dusting and window cleaning.  Now that the front room is watertight, we are trying to make sure it is well looked after.  I also made some soup, mowed the grass round the green house and on the drying green and put a week of the newspaper index into the database so although I didn’t work up any great speed at any time, at least I was generally employed usefully for once.

In between times, instead of staring out of the kitchen window, I walked round the garden once or twice.

Things were rather yellow today.

yellow flowersyellow flowersOther colours were available.

white flowersapple blossomlithospermum and euphorbiaBut the most striking flower was yellow.

tulipMrs Tootlepedal, stopped tidying up inside after lunch and started to to some tidying up in the garden instead.  She showed me an interesting looking thing.  We think it might be a slime mold.

slime moldIn spite of the threat of rain, I went for a walk in the second part of the afternoon.  I was in search of garlic and bluebells.  There was garlic….

garlic…and bluebells….

bluebells…but neither of them are at their full glory so I will just have to try again later.  The rain stayed away and the walk was very pleasant though…

beechy plains…and there was much to please the eye along the way, both in the way of wild flowers and mosses.

flower and mossThere were bluebells here and there wherever I walked….

bluebellSome of them were being visited by very orange coloured bees but I couldn’t get one to stop long enough for a picture.

I thoroughly enjoyed a rabbit giving a living example of lying low.  It saw me and having decided that I was between it and safety, it just sat very still indeed and hoped that I would go away.

rabbitI went away so its scheme worked.

At Pool Corner, near the end of my walk, I checked up on the slow worm shelters.

There were lots of little ones.slow wormsAnd one big one.

slow wormWhen I got back home, Mrs Tootlepedal had been at work in the garden but had been driven inside by the nagging, inhospitable wind.

I enjoyed a cup of tea and looked out of the window at some nice colour combinations instead of my usual birds.

garden colourI did see a bird or two as well.  The goldfinches were still going on at each other.

goldfinchesNear the feeder, Mrs Tootlepedal has put in a hellebore which seems to be enjoying life in spite of the wet and windy weather.

helleboreIt is not the world’s most exciting flower but it repays closer inspection.

helleboreIn the evening, my flute pupil Luke came.  His mother came too and asked if we would like to play a few simple duets at a musical evening at The Hub at the end of the month.  We boldly said that we would so we will have to practice hard.

After yesterday’s fine display of wing feathers, the birds were keeping themselves to themselves to day and so we have a wingless flying goldfinch of the day.

flying goldfinch

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