Today’s guest picture shows another fine waterfall seen by Dropscone on his holiday in Skye.
We had the second bright but slightly chilly day in a row and once again, musical activity got in the way of cycling.
I did get out for a morning ride but only after I had put a lamb stew into the slow cooker and time limited by the need to be back in time to go to choir in the afternoon. I nipped round my standard 20 miles down to Canonbie and back and, as it was London Marathon day, I was pleased that I had managed to go a little bit faster than the elite runners even if I didn’t go quite as far.
I didn’t take my camera but got it out as soon as I got home to celebrate the brilliance of the tulips which were enjoying the sunshine in the garden.
I think that they were at their best today and as we have a week of chilly weather with north winds to come, I may not see them as generously open again for some time.
My favourite tulip of the moment is the Ballerina…..
…and they looked so good today that Mrs Tootlepedal resolved to buy some more and plant them out for next year. I am in favour of that.
The tulips rather overshadowed the other flowers but this little pulsatilla did its best to get into the act.
I filled the feeders when I got back from my ride and after lunch, I took a moment to watch the birds before we went off to Carlisle.
We have a steady supply of redpolls at the moment.
The feeders are always busy at the moment and my supply of seed is disappearing in double quick time.
The choir rehearsal started badly, as our conductor and our accompanist were delayed on the train again. The Sunday service from Glasgow is most unreliable. However, they made up for lost time when they did arrive and we had an extremely brisk practice with a little extra time added on to the end.
We are working on a new modern song and it is one of those, as Mrs Tootlepedal remarked, where if you get to sing a note which is actually on the beat, it comes as a blessed relief.
Because of the extra time taken at the practice, we didn’t stop to take photographic advantage of the sunny evening as we went home but bustled on as quickly as we could and settled down to enjoy the lamb stew from the slow cooker when we got back.
While the potatoes were cooking, I watched some of my lawn care assistants at work on the middle lawn.
I have still got a few miles to do on my bike if I am to keep up to my schedule for the month so I am hoping that there are a few kind days left in April. This month is traditionally supposed to come in like a lion and go out like a lamb but having seen the forecast for next week, I don’t think that this will be a traditional month at all. I am keeping my fingers crossed for a few calm moments.
The flying bird of the day is a traditional chaffinch in the best of the sun.