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Today’s guest picture comes from our son Tony who went to the Kirkcaldy Highland Games on a very wet day last weekend.  For reasons which are not entirely clear to me, the games are held on the beach.   These cyclists must have been working very hard.

cycling on the beach

After yesterday’s calm and sunny weather, we retreated into chilly, windy and grey conditions today.  As I wasn’t feeling at my perkiest, I was content not to to try to go out on the slow bike and settled happily for coffee with Sandy instead.

Before he arrived, I had a look round the garden.  The chives had several somnolent bees lying motionless on them.

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Mrs Tootlepedal wondered if they were drunk.  They weren’t paralysed because they had moved when I checked later.

I am very taken with the new irises and find it hard not to take another picture if I walk past them.

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Sometimes, I walk past them on purpose.

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The first of the pinks has appeared…

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…and the astrantias are going from strength to strength.

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I went out of the garden and walked along the dam at the back of the house.  As I went along I saw a flourishing potentilla and a clover trailing down the concrete side of the dam…

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…a lovely lily which our neighbour Kenny has planted on his side of the dam and one of the few flowers on the old fashioned fuchsia at the back gate.

When Sandy came we shared foot woes as his feet are in an even worse state than mine.

After he left, I took some time to watch the birds while I did the crossword.  We had a bit of variety with siskins and a greenfinch…

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…and a  sparrow had a go at a chaffinch for daring to share the feeder.

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I was rather surprised to look up from a tricky clue at one point and see a full house of goldfinches.

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I finished the crossword and went back out into the garden where I did some shredding of hedge clippings and some more sieving of compost.  Then I went in and made some lentil and bacon soup for lunch.  I have taken to using as much turmeric as possible in my soups because it is is supposed to be beneficial for arthritis sufferers but I am still waiting for the miracle cure.  Still, the soup tasted good so I am not complaining.

After lunch, I mowed the front lawn to clear the remaining moss after yesterday’s scarification and felt a bit depressed when I looked at the result.  The grass will need feeding but what is really needed is a spell of warm weather to get it growing.

While I was out, I had another look round.  More educated onions are out…

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…and I had a close look at my favourite lupin.  When you stick your nose in it, it seems to be lit from within.

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One of the stalks had been snapped off by wind or rain (or both) near the top and this gave me a chance to take an unusual angle on the flowers.

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In spite of the brisk wind, there were plenty of bees about.

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Some plants, like a couple of our azaleas and one of the rhododendrons did not take well to the combination of cool and dry weather after an early short hot spell and produced buds but no flowers.  Now we are worried that even after some rain, the pale peonies look as though they might be going the same way.  They have looked like this for weeks…

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…and don’t seem to have any intention of bursting into flower.

I made the mistake of going in and sitting down i a comfortable chair for a moment, and mysteriously I fell asleep  and wasted two hours of my life.

I hadn’t got anything better to do and it gave my sore feet a rest so I expect it was a good scheme after all.

I roused myself and went out for a last look round the garden.  Another of the new irises has popped up and it called to me.

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There were still slow moving bees on the chives so I took the opportunity of capturing one of the bees knees.  I thought that it was very good.

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Not all our lupins are brightly coloured.

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As I was going back in, I noticed a rather odd looking foxglove. For some reason, It has put out a large misshapen flower on the very top of its stalk and to my eyes, it looks rather like one of the Chinese dragons that you see at festival times.

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I got back in and made a dish of baked spinach and eggs with a cheese sauce for our tea.  Mrs Tootlepedal only had time for a mouthful or two before she went out to act as a front-of-house person at the Buccleuch Centre and as she is not back yet, I can only hope that she enjoyed the show.  The show is a screening of Romeo and Juliet by the Royal Ballet.  I didn’t tell her, but it turns out badly in the end so I hope that she is not upset.

I just managed to catch a flying bird of the day as a siskin navigated round the feeder pole.

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Today’s guest picture comes from my brother Andrew’s visit to Fleetwood.  The port for the town is on the south side of the river Wyre estuary and can be reached by the ferry which can be seen in his picture.

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It was the longest day today and the weather was fine and frequently sunny so a good bicycle ride should have been on the menu.  A very brisk wind and the total absence of any get up and go persuaded me that a short walk round the garden would be a good alternative to a long bike ride.

There was plenty to keep me interested.

The sawfly caterpillars were still to be found on the Solomon’s seal.

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And the light was right to take a picture of the Rodgersia flowers, which are a tricky subject.

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There are plenty of flowers about in the garden but it is not a time of year when there are great swathes of colour.  The daffodils, tulips and azaleas are all gone.  All the same, green is a colour and it has many shades.

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There is a patch of bright colour.

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There was a bee or two interested in the orange hawkweed.

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I finished my walk round the garden in good time to get the coffee on for a visit from Dropscone.  It was not Friday so there were no treacle scones but he brought an enormous pile of drop scones instead.  We managed to get through them (with some help from Mrs Tootlepedal) with no trouble at all.

While we were eating and chatting, a large rook appeared outside the window.

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They are impressive birds.

Dropscone went off with some rhubarb and on his way home, he passed an auction taking place at a local building  firm which has just gone into liquidation.  Many vans were clustered round the entry to the works, eager to pick up a bargain.

Langholm has lost many jobs over recent years and it was an irony that on the same day as this auction, the town appeared in the pages of a national newspaper  under a headline saying that it was reckoned to be the best market town in Scotland as a place to live.  You may be able to find the article here.

After coffee, I went out and mowed the greenhouse grass and the drying green.  I am trying to take advantage of the good weather to get the grass short enough so that mowing it takes no time at all and the cuttings don’t have to be collected.

Then  I went back in for a sit down and some bird watching.

The feeder is keeping busy.

goldfinches quarrelling

flying goldfinch and siskin

But my favourite moment was looking up and seeing a goldfinch attached to the feeder pole by its beak.

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After another walk round, this time to the back of the house to look at the potentillas there…

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..I sieved some compost for Mrs Tootlepdal’s soil improvement programme and was just tidying up when the phone rang.

It was Scott, the minister, who was out on a bike run.  His gear changing mechanism had failed and he was hoping that we could come and rescue him.  He was able to describe the signpost at the road junction where he was marooned and it was apparent that he was in some deep back country in the wilds of North Cumbria.  I pinned down where he was on my map and  Mrs Tootlepedal offered to act as navigator and do the map reading to get us to the spot.

It was a beautiful day to be out rescuing and the drive was a great pleasure in itself, including this wonderful view over the Solway plain…

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… to which my camera completely fails to do justice.

We found Scott and put him and his bike in the back of the Kangoo and drove home.  His gear failure had been so abrupt that he had been pitched off his bike but luckily he had landed on a soft verge.  Not so luckily, the verge had been full of nettles.  He was very cheerful, all things considered.

We had a late lunch when we got back and Mrs Tootlepedal went back out into the garden.  I considered a bike ride but it was still very windy and my get up and go had still not made an appearance so I mowed the front lawn instead and did quite a lot of wandering about and muttering.

I did my muttering with camera in hand of course.  The pinks are at their best.

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The first calendula has made an appearance.

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And some delightful small campanulas have arrived as well.

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Keeping to my good resolution, I tried not to take too many pictures and went inside and put a week of the newspaper index into the Archive Group database.  I have another nine weeks still to put in so this will test my resolution to the full.

Mrs Tootlepedal made a delicious pizza for our tea and I followed that up with some more stewed gooseberries.  My thinning doesn’t seem to have made much of an impression on the overloaded gooseberry bush so it is lucky that I like stewed gooseberries a lot.

I hope to make better use of some good weather and long daylight tomorrow.

The flower of the day is a moss rose in the evening light.

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Today’s guest picture is another from Venetia’s trip to Madeira.

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The forecasters are having a hard time at present getting the details of the weather correct, largely I suspect because the weather is so unusual these days that their computer models are not provided with enough helpful historic data.  All the same, various forecasts were pretty sure that we were going to get rain and possibly thunderstorms in the afternoon today.

We spent the day waiting…..in vain.

Partly as a result of this and partly because I didn’t feel at my best, I had a slightly wasted day and hardly did anything useful or interesting.  I had a moment of helpfulness when we got the petrol driven soil cultivator out and used it to to improve the paths between the new beds in the veg garden.  And I mowed some of the greenhouse grass.  But that was it.

I had time hanging heavy on my hands so I took a lot of flower pictures.

If you want white then the bridal wreath spirea is the plant for you.

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It has a lot of little flowers per every square inch.

The first pink was out today and it is very white too.

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I went in search of bright colour and found it behind the house where the oriental poppies are enormous.

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A new rose has arrived.

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And I found a bee on a lily leaf in the pond.  Perhaps it had been having a swim or a drink.

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After a while with few bees, it is good to see and hear numbers of both honey and bumble bees about.  Now I am waiting for some more butterflies to turn up.

I made some soup for lunch and then we were delighted to welcome a few drops of rain but they turned out to be a false alarm and soon gave up.  There were rumbles of thunder and dark clouds but these too were to produce nothing though I heard later that there was a storm in Hawick, 20 miles up the road.

In desperation, I went for a walk, reckoning that this would be bound to make it rain.

I saw the oyster catchers beside the Esk and noted that they had two youngsters with them.  I managed to catch one each of the parents and children.

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I crossed the Langholm Bridge, bought an ice cream from the van and spent some time watching pied and grey wagtails flitting about.  It looked as though the grey wagtails might be feeding young in a nest on the bank.

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Looking back at the town bridge, I saw its railings reflected in the trickle of water going down the river below.

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Just below the Sawmill Brig, there is a fine display of knapweed on a stony island in the Ewes Water (though it wasn’t an island today as the water was so low).

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We are in a very green season as a stroll up the Lodge Walks….

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…and across the Castleholm showed.

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I walked across to a favourite tree, a red horse-chestnut…

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…and took a closer look at the flowers which are just going over.

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The racecourse was a sea of buttercups….

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…which may account for the state of my shoes when I got home.

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There was no trouble in finding grasses, nettles and plantains on my way.

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My favourite wild thing though was the corydalis that lives on the wall at the top of the Scholars’ Field.

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Far from making it rain, my walk made the sun come out….

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…and all the big clouds slipped past the town.  Ironically, as soon as the sun came out, it also started to rain but this was another half hearted effort and Mrs Tootlepedal had to water the vegetable garden again.  I watered the gooseberries, strawberries and sunflowers.

I had another look for new flowers and found a pretty Sweet William…

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I was feeling far from my peak by this time but fortunately, Mrs Tootlepedal whipped up a wonderfully tasty meal of Eggs Florentine (spinach from the garden) followed by delicious Scottish strawberries on a meringue base topped with whipped cream.

The whole thing was a taste sensation and an outright indulgence and it was just what the doctor ordered as after I had eaten, I suddenly felt perky enough to get out the new bike and enjoy 16 miles in the late evening sunshine.  The meal and the unexpected bike ride made an otherwise rather dull  day seem quite cheerful in the end.

Now if it would just rain overnight….

They say that there is a chance of rain tomorrow but we will believe when we see it.

The flower of the day is a Butter and Sugar Iris.

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A wonderful plant which managed to capture about ten of the raindrops that fell today.

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Today’s guest picture comes from our daughter who was walking in the Devon hills when she came upon these two nice young men who were wandering the hills looking for the internet – literally.  She thought that I should put a picture on the internet of people looking for the internet.  They work for a firm called Exmoor Technology  which tries to find good connections for people who live out in the country.

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It was another day when we woke to strong winds and rain and owing to sitting up late again following the twists and turns in the political situation both here and abroad, I was glad of an excuse to spend a very quiet morning reading the papers and doing nothing.

We roused ourselves enough to go shopping at Gretna and we had a healthy lunch of egg and chips at my favourite cafe when we got there.

We both made judicious purchases and were pleased to find that the rain had stopped in Langholm by the time that we got home.

We had a cup of tea and when I looked out, there was even a glimpse of sunshine

This gave me the chance to get out in the garden to take a picture or two.

The peonies are wonderful.

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However, the wind was so strong that if you look carefully in the bottom left hand corner of the coral peony picture, you might just be able to see my hand in my cycling mitt holding onto the stem to steady it.

I took a few more flower pictures and they gave a whole new meaning to the phrase hand held photography.

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By coincidence, I glanced at a gardening programme on the TV while I was drinking my tea and saw one of Mrs Tootlepedal buttercuppy things so I know that it is a troilus now.

Considering how much rain there has been over the past few days….

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Our scientific rain gauge is almost full

…the garden is looking remarkably cheerful.

The cardoon is going well….

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…and the first of the pinks has come out.

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I am very fond of geometrically neat flowers but I also love the wild anarchic exuberance of the pinks.

I had my cycling mitts on because I was about to go cycling and in the end, I stopped pestering the flowers and set off to face the strong wind.  I think that it was stronger today than it has been recently so once more I hugged the valley floor and managed to get 20  miles in before I ran out of steam.

I was wearing new cycling shoes that I had bought at Gretna but they had very little effect on my speed sadly.

Taking pictures of roadside wild flowers wasn’t a possibility because of the wind so I stuck to more static things like the Glencorf Burn.

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Looking upstream…

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..and downstream

This is one of Mrs Tootlepedal’s  favourite little corners on the Cleuchfoot road.

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As I passed through the town at the end of my first lap, I kept an eye out for waterside birds.  There was a small family of oyster catchers beside the river Esk and although it came out rather fuzzily, I still liked this picture of unison beak work.

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I got the feeling that those were the two youngster and that these…

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…were the grown ups.

Today’s answer to the question of where all the rain goes…..

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..is over the caul at Pool Corner.

If it hadn’t been for the wind, it would have been a nice evening for cycling as it was pleasantly warm and the the roads had dried out after the morning rain.

I had a look round the vegetable garden when I got home.  That tempting strawberry is sill not quite fully ripe so I left it for another day.   The potatoes are looking very promising…

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…and there are so many apples on the espaliers that they will need thinning out unless we get a sudden attack of ‘June drop’.

The beans are flourishing and gratifyingly, the first flowers are showing in Mrs Tootlepedal’s pea fortress.

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Oddly enough, the most colourful flower corner in the garden at the moment is in a small bed at the end of the veg garden where peonies and lupins are growing.

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I passed a dozy hoverfly on a daisy….

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…and went in to enjoy a beef stew for my tea. I had made it in the slow cooker this morning.

The political situation continues to engage our attention and we very much enjoyed a voter in the American Midwest telling an interviewer on CNN that he had always thought that Trump was an idiot but he very much liked his policies so he had voted for him.   Food for thought there for those who like cut and dried positions

We are also enjoying the sight of Mrs May, who was part of a campaign in the 2015 election which vehemently warned of the dangers of a coalition between Labour and the Scottish nationalists, making herself busy today cobbling up a coalition between the Conservatives and the Irish Unionists.   In the 2017 campaign, she had been very vocal again about the possibility that voting Labour might bring a ‘coalition of chaos’ and we can only say that it is lucky that she doesn’t seem to have much sense of irony or her head might explode.

I did get a picture of a flying bird today and as a bonus, it contains two of them…

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…though one might be more ‘jumping’ than ‘flying’.

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Today’s guest picture shows the Adam Bridge at Kedleston Hall, which my sister Mary visited with my sister Susan and my brother Andrew recently.  (A description of their visit can be found on Susan’s blog.)

The Adam bridge, Kedleston HallWe had another grey and windy day today but, as a small consolation, it was a few degrees warmer than it has been.  It didn’t tempt me out on my bicycle though and I was happy to dawdle over the newspapers after breakfast and then welcome Sandy in for a cup of coffee.

Before Sandy arrived, I had a gentle tour of the flowerbeds, even though the poor light and windy conditions made photography a bit hit or miss.

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Mrs Tootlepedal has a promising crop of pale pink peonies coming along. This is the first of them.

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The orange hawkweeds are getting multi headed

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The pansies are putting on a better show all the time.

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The Weigela has come out in a rush.

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The first pink is crawling into the light.

I couldn’t resist a return to two pretty favourites.

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The candelabra primulas are amazing vegetable constructions.

After lunch though, the tempo of the day increased and I put two weeks of the newspaper index into the Archive Group database in short order and then went out into the garden to see what there was to do.

Mrs Tootlepedal is busy putting the shrubs along the back fence into some sort of order so there was plenty of shredding to do and a little compost sieving gave me some simple pleasure and Mrs Tootlepedal the chance to enrich the soil in a flower bed.  Finally, I had a quick trim of the drying green.

The rain had been threatening all day without amounting to more than a single short shower so after the gardening, Mrs Tootlepedal and I went off to visit the same bridge at Westwater as we had yesterday.  We stuck to the road this time and didn’t pedal over any steep hills on the way.  There was a faint drizzle for the whole nine miles but it was so faint that it didn’t get us wet.

It did cramp my use of Pocketcam and I only stopped for one picture of some very striking yarrow,

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I didn’t see the insect until I looked at the photo.

We were talking to Mike Tinker outside the house just before we set off and we almost had to duck as two low flying military aircraft zoomed over the rooftops.  They were so low that even Pocketcam could catch one of them.

aircraft over roofWe had hardly cycled 300 yards before they appeared again, obviously having done a handbrake turn, and flew over us in the opposite direction. They were well below the top of our surrounding hills and made off up the Ewes valley.   I hope that the pilots were concentrating.

In the evening, I went off with Sandy to the Archive Centre where we put another couple of weeks of the index into the database.  We were amused to discover that the opening act at a new hall, converted from a furniture maker’s workshop into a place of public entertainment in 1890, was a troupe of performing Mexican donkeys.   They really knew how to have fun in those days.

We had to have a glass of wine afterwards to recover.

The flying bird of the day is sparrow.

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Today’s guest picture comes from the world’s greatest baby’s other grandfather.  Matilda is requesting some more demanding mental arithmetic and her mother is trying to think of a suitable question.

matildaI didn’t have to think what to do today as it was perfect for cycling and I had nothing on my calendar to do instead.  I should have thought a bit more carefully before setting out though as I forgot to take my asthma puffers and as a result found my pedal a bit harder than it should have been.  I realised after about two miles that I hadn’t taken them but I was too lazy to go back so the harder work served me right.

garmin route 29 Sept 14Still, it was a good day out, with light winds and a well chosen easy 55 mile ride.  I even managed to find a short section of back road near Clarencefield that I hadn’t cycled down before so that was a bonus.

I had Pocketcam with me and stopped to take the occasional picture as I went round but my legs were in a recalcitrant mood and started arguing if I got off and on the bike too often so I didn’t take as many as I would have liked.  I even managed to cross the river Annan at Hoddom without taking a picture of the bridge there, which I think is a first for me.

Here are some that I took.

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I had to pass through an autumnal tunnel of trees near Hoddom

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I visited Hoddom castle

Hoddom Castle

It has a tea room attached where I had an indifferent cup of coffee.

Hoddom Castle

It also has some very curiously shaped cabins

I had stopped for coffee at Hoddom because I didn’t know whether the pottery and art cafe at Dalton, which has good coffee,  would be open.  It was but I passed by, pausing to wave at their picturesque cow.

art cafe DaltonI stopped at the church at Ruthwell….

ruthwell church…where I was hoping to go in and look at the 8th century Anglo-Saxon Ruthwell Cross  but the door was locked and I didn’t have the energy to go and ask for the key so I cycled on.

I stopped for my lunch on a handy bridge parapet near Cummertrees.

lunchThe holly bush beside the bridge looks as though it may be in demand around Christmas time.

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…if it hasn’t come too early.

My final stop was too admire a touch of autumn beside the A7 a few miles from home.

autumn on the A7When I got home, I was surprised to find Mrs Tootlepedal busy in the garden.

To lend her a hand, I sieved a barrowful of compost after I had had my shower.  Sieving compost is even more fun than turning it.

I should have mowed a lawn or two but I wasn’t up to it mentally or physically and had a wander round the garden with my camera instead.

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Attila the gardener is rooting up the poppies as they fade but there are still some good ones left.

And plenty of bees and hoverflies too

insectsThe rambler rose came out today to join the Wren.

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The virginia creeper is nearly at its peak.

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Two sorts of pink

The birds are very scarce at the moment so I took a perching chaffinch just in case I couldn’t catch one in flight.

perching chaffinchI did manage to catch a flying bee near the delphinium.

flying beeIn the evening, I added some tootling to my earlier pedalling.  First my flute pupil Luke came and we had a good lesson and then I took my new flute up to play with Mike and Isabel after tea.  It is so much easier to blow than my old flute that I was able to play for much longer before falling off my chair.  This was very was gratifying.   I am really motivated to practise seriously but being motivated and actually doing it are not quite the same. We shall see.

After playing, we had some discussion about the absence of birds.  Isabel has also noticed the drop off at her feeder and she puts it down to raptors disturbing the small birds.  This is one possibility that I had thought of too.

I did get a flying chaffinch after a fashion today.

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You wait ages for one and then two come along at the same time.

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Today’s guest picture come from our daughter.  She got a camera for Christmas and I am glad to say that she seems to following in her father’s footsteps.

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Here, my footsteps took me down to Canonbie after breakfast where I was giving a talk on my photography hobby to the small Probus club there.  There was a hiccup at the start when we couldn’t get the projector to work but a spare was found and I soon got under way.  I don’t know whether the listeners enjoyed the talk but I certainly enjoyed giving it and I had to be forcibly restrained from going on (and on and on) when my hour was up.

When I left Canonbie, I went on down to Longtown to pick up my speedy bike which had been having new mudguards fitted.  It turned out that it had needed a new bottom bracket too as I had feared so after lunch, I took it out for a short ride to see if everything was working properly.

I had time to look round the garden before that though, while Mrs Tootlepedal made potato soup.

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A new Peony, Coral Charm, is just about out.

It will have to go some to compete with the ones that are already in full flower.

Peony

Peony

A smart yellow relative of the onion has popped up too.

yellow onion

And the orange hawkweed is really getting into its stride.

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This is the effect with the grass that Mrs Tootlepedal grows the hawkweed for.

hawkweed and grass

Spirea

A Spirea waving its arms about wildly.

There were several frogs in the pond but these two appealed to me most.

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After lunch, there was a brisk westerly wind blowing so I headed north, hoping to get some shelter from the hills along the Esk valley.  Parts of this road are severely potholed and I had to take great care for the first few miles.  The hills did offer some shelter and I enjoyed the ride and was happy that the bike seemed to be working well.  I had my phone in my pocket and took a picture or two to show just how green the country is looking at the moment.

Above Enzieholm Bridge

The Esk valley above Enzieholm Bridge

Westerkirk Church

Westerkirk Church, where I hope our Langholm choir will give a concert later in the year.

Esk at Bentpath

The Esk at Bentpath

Between dodging the potholes and ducking under the crosswind, I didn’t post a every impressive time but I thoroughly enjoyed the ride all the same.  It would be hard to not enjoy a ride through such lovely countryside on such a pleasant day.

When I had returned from my cycle ride, we went for a walk with Pat, our guest.  We parked at the English Church and walked up the Lodge Walks…

Lodge walks

…and then along the road to Holmhead…

Holmhead

..before cutting through the woods and coming back along the path at the top of the bank.

There were wild flowers on every side of the roads and tracks from the gentle….

wild flower

to the fierce…

thistle

A good looking thistle about to grow to glory

..and sometimes in the middle of the track too.

track at Holmhead

A carpet of daisies

One of the oddest things we saw was this tree kneeling on the remains of a stone wall.

kneeling tree

It was a real summer day.

summer in langholm

We were quite ready for a cup of tea when we got back.

In the evening, we deserted Pat for a while as we went to our Langholm Sings choir practice.  We will be singing our specially composed song when the Queen’s Baton relay comes through the town next week and we are supposed to know it by heart so a few runs though it tonight were helpful.  When we had finished with that, we had a good time gargling our way through some very varied numbers and at times quite surprised ourselves by making a good noise.  I have wasted a lot of my life not singing in a choir.

We are all going to Edinburgh tomorrow to visit Matilda.

The non flying flower of the day is a pink by the pond.

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