Puffed out, blown back

Today’s guest picture comes from my walking guide Mark. On Monday, his dog Henry, took him back for a walk on the hills that we had walked together on Saturday. Henry rested for a moment among the bog cotton. We had another cool and dry day here today, and I was a bit slower toContinue reading “Puffed out, blown back”

An excellent tootle

Today’s guest picture is a reminder of the sort of sunrise that you can see in East Wemyss if you are up and about at 5 A.M. Our son Tony was. Owing to a busy afternoon and evening, I am starting this post very late in the day, so the text may be a bitContinue reading “An excellent tootle”

On the trail of the lonesome pine (again)

Today’s guest picture is another of my sister Mary’s delightful studies of Regents Park in London. She goes there to play tennis and always looks about on her way. We woke to rather grey and windy weather with a forecast of some rain to come in the middle of the day. We were in noContinue reading “On the trail of the lonesome pine (again)”

From little acorns . . .

Today’s guest picture comes from my Somerset correspondent Venetia. She was passed by this fine vehicle as she was walking home from the village of Street. We had a somewhat cooler, much greyer, and just as windy day today, but fortunately, it stayed driy as Mrs Tootlepedal and I drove up to Broomholmshiels to joinContinue reading “From little acorns . . .”

The hills are alive . . .

Today’s guest picture comes from Paul, my Lancashire correspondent, who is currently in the Lake District. He visited Levens Hall, famous for its topiary. We had a fine, warm but pretty windy day here. Mrs Tootlepedal spent a lot of it in the garden, but she found time after coffee with Margaret to cycle aContinue reading “The hills are alive . . .”

Acting my age

Today’s guest picture comes from our younger son Alistair. It shows a loaf made to their own ad hoc recipe by his wife and daughter, Clare and Matilda. He tells me that it tasted as good as it looks. I also made a loaf of bread today, but as it required the use of ourContinue reading “Acting my age”

Sticking to the road

Today’s guest picture comes from my Somerset correspondent Venetia. She left Somerset recently for long enough to visit the smallest town in Britain (allegedly) Llanwrtyd Wells in Breconshire. There she saw this fine bridge over the River Irfon. Llanwrtyd Wells is the home of the world bog snorkelling championships. Although it was only just aboveContinue reading “Sticking to the road”

Going with a bang

Today’s guest picture comes from my brother Andrew. He found an old railway bridge crossing the River Derwent and took a picture of it because he knows I like a bridge. If Sunday is supposed to be a day of rest, this one was a bit of a failure. We started by cycling to churchContinue reading “Going with a bang”

Drying out again

Today’s guest picture comes from my Lake Michigan correspondent Laura. The haze from the fires in the west of the USA is providing interesting shades at sunset over the lake. We had another cool day here, but as it was dry all day, we did not complain. Occasionally the sun shone, and Matilda and IContinue reading “Drying out again”

A doubly reflective walk

Today’s guest picture comes from our son Tony. He saw not just one, but two butterflies on his walk with his dogs today. We had a pleasantly warm and unusually calm day today. The temperature never got much above 18°C but thanks to the lack of wind, it felt warmer than that. We had coffeeContinue reading “A doubly reflective walk”