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Today’s guest picture comes from Venetia.  She got down to sea level in Madeira and brilliantly caught this Atlantic spotted dolphin in mid leap.

Atlantoc spotted dolphin

Our spell of great weather is coming to an end but we are being let down gently before rain and gales blow in tomorrow night and we had a calm, warm but rather grey day today.

The iron pills have not worked their magic yet and I am still feeling a little tired so I was happy to spend a quiet morning doing a little business and paying bills after breakfast and then doing some aimless wandering around in the garden.

I said to Mrs Tootlepedal the other day that we seemed to have a lot of philadelphus in the garden and she rather thought that I was exaggerating but when she looked round, and counted, she found that there are at least nine…

philadelphus panel

A small selection

…and as they are pretty well all out, the garden is full of blossom and delightful aromas too.

I kept my eye out for new flowers and spotted the first of many Martagon lilies.

martagon lily

Mrs Tootlepedal is getting very excited by some small but perfectly formed blue alliums which are just about to come out.

blue allium

I was pleased to see a couple of red tailed bumble bees back on the chives.  They are very striking and an ornament to any garden.

red tailed bumble bee

I pulled myself together after a cup of coffee and set about putting some liquid fertiliser on the front lawn. The front lawn is still very mossy and I thought that what grass there is needed some encouragement.  As the fertiliser is applied by watering can, it is a labour intensive activity and kept me happily occupied for some time.  I did a bit of the middle lawn too.

I took time out to do the crossword and watch the birds.  The feeder was quite busy today.

greenfinch

A few greenfinches turned up…

flying siskins

…but mostly it was siskins and some goldfinches again

I was thinking about a gentle afternoon pedal but a few drops of rain put me off the idea and I went for a walk instead.  It seemed like quite a time since I had been up a hill so I went up our nearest one, Meikleholm Hill.

The rain held off as I walked up the track to the hill, admiring the many grasses on the way.  There was a splendid variety…

garsses

…but the star of the grass show when I looked at them on the computer later on, was this colourful spray with added visitors.

grass with insects

Just before I got to the gate onto the open hill, I noticed a few rabbits in the field beside the track.  Most of them scampered away but one remained, pretending to be a blade of grass.

rabbit in grasses

I always like this gate just before the top of the track…

Meikleholm gate

…but I was glad to be finally out on the open hill and looking back across the town towards Whita Hill on the other side of the valley.

View of langholm from Meikleholm

Even on a grey day, it is a view to lift the heart.

There were plenty of wild flowers to look at as I followed the track which curves up round the side of the hill…

tree on meikleholm

There was a lot of tormentil which I failed to record properly and quite a bit of bird’s-foot trefoil and various hawkbits too.

trefoil and hawksbit

I was hoping to see some early orchids too and wasn’t entirely disappointed as there were a few small flowers to be seen.

orchids

There are sheep on the hill and I don’t know if they will nibble off the orchids or not but there should be a lot more flowers as the summer goes on.

They sheep probably won’t eat these marsh thistles though.

marsh thistke

I was considering an extended route when I got to the top of Meikleholm Hill but a look to the north….

rain over Potholm

…and the south….

clouds over solway

…persuaded me that the straight route home might be the best bet.

No sooner had I made up my mind than the rain started and I had to skip down the hill as fast as my creaky knee would let me.

I did stop for one last photo opportunity as the racecourse on the Castleholm looked very attractive but that was the only stop as I was getting quite wet and didn’t have a coat with me.

racecourse castleholm

The rain eased off without entirely stopping as I got down to the town so I was happy to get home without getting soaked through.

That was my last excursion for the day, though I did get as far as the back door later on to take a final picture of the day.

colourful corner

Mrs Tootlepedal finds colours and textures in flowers, grasses and shrubs and mixes them all together in a most harmonious way in my view.  I am very lucky to be the beneficiary of her skills.

In the evening, she went off to the Buccleuch Centre to watch a screening of Swan lake performed by the Royal Ballet.  I stayed at home because although I admire the wonderful skills and fitness of the dancers, I keep waiting for something interesting to happen and as nothing does, I get easily  bored.

The flower of the day is one of our foxgloves.  Some gardeners may turn up their noses at these common wild flowers but I am glad that Mrs Tootlepedal doesn’t.

foxglove

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Today’s guest picture shows an ingenious planter which my brother Andrew encountered on the platform of Penrith Station…..

penrith station

…where he also met my sisters Mary and Susan.  More about that later.

We had another generally fine day with just the merest touch of rain in the early evening but the sun was not so hard working as yesterday and it felt a good deal cooler.

I had intended to embark on a bicycle ride of some length but my legs had other ideas so instead I was happy to welcome Dropscone for a cup of coffee.  We sampled some of Mary Jo’s Canadian jam with his scones and found that it went very well.

Dropscone brought with him a small gift of crusty rolls which he had acquired at an extremely reasonable price from a Hawick supermarket just before it shut for the day as he passed through on his way home from a  golfing meeting late last night.  In return, we sent him off with a bag of rhubarb stalks.

I mowed the drying green and the greenhouse grass and then had a walk round the garden.

There is no shortage of things to look at.

The anemone is among my favourite flowers.  Its hand painted look appeals to me.

anemone

The white bluebells are looking strong.

bluebell

And the good weather has the tulips opening their petals to the world.

tulip hearts

At noon, Mrs Tootlepedal went off to help out at the Buccleuch Centre Coffee shop and I went in to have lunch and keep an eye on the birds.

Goldfinches appeared to be unhappy about something.

goldfinches

After lunch, Mrs Tootlepedal reappeared and I got out the new bike and went off for a gentle and short run down to Canonbie by my usual route.  I don’t have any pictures to show from the trip as most unusually for me, I did the whole twenty miles without stopping at all, except on the two occasions when I had to cross the main road.   I have added a pannier to the set up and the bike coped with this without difficulty.

Since I hadn’t taken any pictures on the cycle ride, I took a few in the garden when I got back….

bees on dicentra

Two colours of dicentra both acting as bee magnets

garden ferns

A ferny corner of the back bed

strawberries

Ornamental and edible strawberries both in flower

lamium, tulip and rhododendron

Lamium, tulip and rhododendron

daffodil

The daffodil of the day (not many left)

azalea

This is the dawning of the age of azalea (with more to come)

…and then, as it was sunny for a bit,  Mrs Tootlepedal and I went off to see the bluebells.  Unfortunately we had left things just a moment too late and by the time that we got to the bluebells, the sun had gone in again.  There was plenty to see on the way through the park and along the river…

park trees

Blossom in the park

…but the most surprising thing that we saw was several young rabbits scuttling across the grass at the far end of the park and disappearing into holes in the banking.  We stopped to watch them scamper about and one rabbit felt mistakenly that it was well enough hidden…

park rabbit

…to avoid the inquisitive lens.

We walked on.

wild garlic

wild garlic along the path

easton ferns

ferns everywhere

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bluebells and more wild garlic

When we got to them, the bluebells were at their best…

bluebellsbluebells

…but the clouds had thickened up and the dull weather didn’t do them justice.  However, the scent from the flowers was not affected and gave our walk special pleasure.

We came home along the Stubholm track…

Stubholm track

…and walked back through the park, passing stitchwort by the Stubholm track and…

stitchwort and white wild flower

…and an unknown white flower in profusion at the park bridge.

We didn’t have long to wait after we got home before my brother Andrew drove up bringing Susan and Mary, my two eldest sisters with him.   Andrew is on a holiday in north Lancashire, my sister Susan had been staying with friends in Cumbria,  my sister Mary had joined them for a short break in the Lake District based in Penrith and all three had come to Langholm to test the new bench, marvel at the new bike and have a meal at the Douglas Hotel with us.

The test, the marvelling and the meal all went off well and we waved them goodbye as the light began to fade at the end of a good day.

The flying bird of the day is a chaffinch showing strong shoulders as it approaches the feeder.

flying chaffinch

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Today’s guest picture comes from my brother’s Spanish tour.  I was excited when I saw compost in his email header but it turned out to be Santiago De Compostela and not interesting garden products. Santiago De Compostela looks quite interesting though.

Santiago de Compostela

We had another grey morning after some overnight rain and once again a keen wind made it feel pretty cool.

My morning was greatly brightened up by the arrival of Dropscone, bearing treacle scones and reports of his recent holiday in Majorca. As the temperature there had been about 24°C, he felt that he had made a good choice of destinations.

After he left, I went out into the garden to see what Mrs Tootlepedal was up to.  Wisely, considering the chilly breeze, she was working in the greenhouse and I was impressed by how well her seedlings are coming on in the indoor warmth.

greenhouse seedlings

My hand is a lot better so I felt able to get the push mower out and give the middle lawn a cut.  After that I needed some refreshment so I went in for lunch and a look at the birds.

The siskins were back today and eating as if there were no tomorrow.

siskins

I had to fill the feeder three times.

There was some more regrettable siskin behaviour though.

siskin attacking goldfinch

After lunch, I should have been going to Carlisle to pick up my new bike but the bike shop got in touch to say that some parts hadn’t arrived yet and the pick up was to be delayed until sometime next week.  I was  very disappointed but we watched the start of the men’s race in the Tour of Yorkshire on the telly instead…

….and then went back out into the garden.

Some plants were in the pink.

hellebore

And Mrs Tootlepedal was very pleased with this purchase of these primulas as they came from the bargain tray at the garden centre .  Although they are  basically for next year, they are adding a good dash of colour in the short term.

primula

I was very pleased to see bees buzzing around among the gooseberry flowers.

bee on gooseberry

They were still busy there when I checked again in the early evening.

In the absence of my new bike, I contemplated a ride on the slow bike but as I think that riding the slow bike with its straight handlebars may have contributed to my sore hand, I thought that I would wait until my hand was completely cured before going out on it again and went for a walk instead.

I went to see if it was possibly to walk through the newly felled Becks Wood, a favourite walk before the loggers got to work.

On my way, I passed a dead nettle…

dead nettle

…a rapidly maturing lamb…

lamb

…any amount of dog’s mercury and sprouting leaves…

dog's mercury and new leaf

…and two sheep.

sheep

There wasn’t a tree left standing in the wood when I got to it and all the felled timber had been removed. More in hope than in expectation, I followed the old path and found that it was easy to get down to the bridge across the Becks Burn…

Becks bridge

… looking a little forlorn in the open air, devoid of mystery now the trees beside it have gone.

The path up the other side was in good condition and I could soon look back at the way that I had come..

Becks wood

…and be thankful that the path through the woods has been reinstated and exists again, even if the woods don’t.  The area will soon be replanted and many new plants will grow now that there is light and air about so I am not sad about the change.  It makes life interesting.

Having crossed the Becks Burn, I made my way down the road and then crossed the Wauchope Water by the Auld Stane Brig…

auld stane bridge

…and climbed a short way up Warbla on the other side of the valley so that I could look back at the felled wood.

Becks wood from Warbla

They have made a thorough job of the felling and taking the timber away.

The day was getting warmer but the taller hills were still shrouded in low clouds…

Castle hill from Warbla

…so there was not much in the way of views.

There was plenty of other interest though as I walked back home past ash trees laden with male flowers…

ash tree flowers

…primroses peeping out of a  wall and rabbits trying hard not to be noticed…

primrose and rabbit

…and hints of this and that.

garlic, bluebell and fern

The woods are covered in wild garlic and bluebells just waiting for a bit of heat to burst into action.

This weekend has a very good forecast so perhaps by Monday, the promise will be fulfilled.

The Beechy Plains are looking beechier by the day…

Beechy Plain

…and one or two wild garlic plants have tried their best.

garlic and fly

That fly gets about.

I got home in time to watch the last few kilometres of the Tour of Yorkshire.  It had an excellent finish.

After tea, the sun came out and we went back into the garden again to make the best use of the day.  I zipped round the drying green with the light mower and felt quite positive about my hand.

Unfortunately my Friday night orchestra was otherwise engaged but Mike, her husband came by himself so we enjoyed a glass of beer and conversation with him with no musical accompaniment.

The flying bird of the day is two sparring goldfinches.

goldfinches quarrelling

 

 

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Today’s guest picture comes from Venetia, my Somerset correspondent.  She stopped to look a new monument celebrating the world speed record for helicopter flight, set in 1986 and by chance met two of the designers of the helicopter, the Geraghty brothers, who were visiting the monument themselves.

helicopter record

Very obligingly it had rained during the night and stopped by breakfast time.  It remained rather grey so I waited around to make sure that the rain wasn’t going to come back and then went out for a 20 mile ride on my bike.  The sun even came out as I went along so I was able to ignore a brisk wind over the first three miles or so.

I couldn’t ignore a large bull beside the road.

bull

He condescended to turn his head for a portrait shot.

bull bloch

I was honoured.

I took a look at a tree across the road…

tree

…and then settled down to get home as quickly as possible because in spite of the sun overhead, there were dark clouds and signs of rain to the south.

It was still dry when I got back so I had a quick look round the garden.

two dahlias

A matched pair of dahlias

fly and bee on cornflower

Still plenty of pollen to be had

We are trying to make sure that we eat up the good crop of potatoes that Mrs Tootlepedal has grown this year so I had a baked potato for my lunch and then we went out to shred the pile of stuff that Atilla the gardener and her idle assistant Onegesias had produced.

I wheeled the petrol shredder out of the garage…..and then wheeled it straight  back in again as some heavy rain began to fall.  I went in and started to put a week of the newspaper index into the Archive Group database but I didn’t get far because the rain soon stopped…and we started again.

We managed to clog the shredder up once but it was soon  cleared and we finished the pile off.

shredder

The shredder and the pile, the resultant shreddings and the whole lot tidied away.

It is a useful machine.

Our assistant helped in a supervisory role today.

robin

After a cup of tea, I went down to the Kilngreen where I met Sandy and Mr Grumpy simultaneously.

Sandy and Mr Grumpy

Sandy and I had met by appointment and a short walk round the pheasant hatchery ensued.

There was new fungus round the bottom of one of the diseased trees on the Lodge Walks.

fungus Lodge Walks

And good views as well.

View of castleholm

The threat of rain was still about so we didn’t dawdle but there was time to look around.

buzzard and rabbit

The rabbit was on a river of a path running between green banks.

Pheasant hatchery path

As we passed the Duchess Bridge, we heard faint quacking and when we looked, we saw a duck with two very tiny ducklings at the edge of the river.  This seems to be very late for a new brood. They were too small and far away to capture on camera though.

Further on, we stopped to look at one of the trees that have been recently felled.  It had a great number of rings and might have been as old or older than me.

Tree rings

The darkest set of rings in the centre of the trunk caught our attention.

Tree rings

They had a very clearly defined border and the rings outside the border seemed to run into it in a rather arbitrary way. We had no idea how this might have come about.

We parted company at the Jubilee Bridge where Sandy walked directly home and I continued round the Castleholm and back to my car which was parked by the church.

I passed two more things which made me stop.  The first was a Noble Fir cone sticking up from a low branch just above my eye level.  I have never seen one of these cones so close before.

Noble fir cone

And the other was an oak tree covered in acorns.  We have looked in vain for many signs of acorns on the mature oaks on our walks and seen hardly any so it was a surprise to see this single tree so fruitful.

acorns

It had hundreds of acorns on it

The rain held off and it was warm enough to make the walk very enjoyable.

I disposed of a few more potatoes with a plate of stew for my tea and then sat down to watch an exciting program of highlights of the latest stage of the Vuelta in a very good mood indeed.

The flower of the day is another look at the tall lobelia.  It is a very striking flower…

lobelia

…especially in a brief moment of evening sunshine.

The flying bird of the day was seen on the Kilngreen.

black headed gull

 

 

 

 

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Today’s guest picture comes from my Newcastle correspondent and shows her daughter Hannah taking part in the Newcastle Vamos festival celebrating Latino music.  What fun.

HannahThe wind was all that was forecast today (40-50mph) and sometimes it felt as though it was even stronger than that and we had worries about trees in the garden but the rain, after a wet start, was not anything like as bad as we feared and although there were showers, there was sunshine too.

The temperature had fallen to a feeble 10 degrees C and in the wind and rain, I had to wrap very well to go to the monthly producers’ market for supplies of fish and cheese.

In lieu of gardening or pedalling, we sat down to watch the tennis over lunch and in the early afternoon and the better conditions let me get out from time to time to see if there was anything new in the garden.

welsh poppy and hellebore

I saw mostly old favourites like the welsh poppy and hellebore which were unbowed by the weather.

rose and euphorbia

The first sighting of a rose and a flourishing euphorbia

In general things were waving about so much that trying to take photos was not much fun so I went back in.

In the end we got bored and seeing a sunny spell, we resolved to go for a walk.  After quite a bit of discussion about where to go to miss the worst of the weather, we settled for a walk along one side of the Tarras and back by the other mostly in woodland.  With typical good timing, no sooner had we driven out of the town to get to our starting point than the heavens opened and rain and wind lashed the car.  We parked at the Moorland feeders and waited for the storm to subside.  It was gloomy.

View of TarrasAfter a while, it did brighten up but Mrs Tootlepedal had lost all confidence in the day and decided to go home.  As the sun was shining when we got back to Langholm, I got her to drop me off at the Kilngreen while she went back to do some decorating.  My plan was to do a two mile walk to take advantage of the sunshine and hide under big trees if it should rain on the way.  This time the plan worked out beautifully and I was just beside some trees that were well supplied with thick foliage when it started to rain heavily.

The shower didn’t last long and I was soon on my way again.

The same tall wild flowers that Sandy and I had seen beside the Esk were growing beside the track today.

wild flowersI don’t know what they are but they obviously like the present conditions as the tallest were nearly up to my head height.

I walked along the top of the woods above the Castleholm….

bluebells

The bluebells are going over but were still a fine sight.

…and came down at the North Lodge before walking back along the Esk.  When the sun was out, everything was green.

Pheasant hatchery track
Pheasant hatchery trackThe sky was blue but the clouds were racing past at a speed which promised that the next shower would not be far away.

TimpenOn the Castleholm, the trees provided a colourful backdrop to my walk.

Castleholm treesCastleholm treesAll the way round the walk, I was able to admire the fauna as well as the flora.

Ponylambscow

rabbit

A rabbit hiding behind a buttercup…not entirely successfully

As well as the bigger picture, there was some detail to enjoy as well.

leaf sproutoak flowersOn the whole, though, I didn’t dawdle too much as the sky clouded over and a few drops of rain added some impetus to my homeward speed.

The walk was a bonus and pretty well sheltered from the wind so in spite of the low temperature, it didn’t feel as cold as I had expected.  Of course, having my big coat and a woolly hat on helped.

There was plenty of starling action again at the garden feeders but I thought that I probably had had enough starling pictures this week so I have put in a sparrow picture to show that there are other birds in the garden too.

starling and sparrow

Oh all right, I did put one starling in as well.

Things are due to calm down a bit meteorologically tomorrow and then get warmer on Monday so I hope that cycling will be back on the agenda soon.  Meanwhile, I am trying with only limited success to learn a song off by heart for tomorrow’s Carlisle choir practice.  Thank goodness the conductor only wants one piece without the music in hand.

Today’s flying bird is an evening greenfinch among the flying insects.

greenfinch

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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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Today’s guest picture comes from Venetia who was visiting Aldeburgh.  She took this picture of The Scallop, a  4m high sculpture by Maggi Hambling, dedicated to the memory of the composer Benjamin Britten. The piece is made up of two interlocking scallop shells, each broken, the upright shell being pierced with the words: “I hear those voices that will not be drowned.”

ScallopIt was another gloomy, windy day with a promise of rain so I was happy to be able to entertain Scott, the minister and Dropscone to coffee instead of wearing myself out battling against the breeze.  Scott has persuaded me to enter for a 50 mile cycle sportive in Cumbria in early May so I will have to try to get a bit of work in before that.  Dropscone may be tempted too.

I should say that a cycle sportive is an organised but non competitive timed ride and it is good fun to ride with a group of other riders for once even if I can’t keep up with them for long.

We were nibbling scones and sipping coffee when my attention wandered for a moment to events outside the window.

Sparrowhawk

There was no snack for the sparrowhawk today

Sparrowhawk

A quick look round and it was off.

The sparrowhawk did not put off the other birds for long because after the ‘boys’ left, we were visited by a great tit, a very rare visitor these days.

great titA little while later, I received a call from a friend who lives just across the river to say that two partridges where wandering about her garden.  Would I like to come and photogrpah them?  I would.

I set off as soon as possible on my bike, camera in hand but when I got there, there was no sign of the partridges.  I waited long enough to drink a cup of tea but they didn’t return so I took a shot of the resident sparrows….

sparrows…and pedalled home.  It is a mystery to me why we don’t get more sparrows at our feeder when there are so many about the town.

I had a quick walk round the garden….

yellow tulips

These yellow tulips just need a touch of sun to come out fully.

fritillaria

The fritillaria are doing fine without any sunshine.

…before going for lunch.

A blue tit paid us a lunch time visit.

blue titThe forecast was confident that it was going to rain in the mid afternoon so after lunch, I scuttled out for a brief walk not stopping for many photographs.  As it happens, I could have taken my time because the rain seemed to pass us by and the day remained dry.

I did spot a goosander in the Esk.

goosanderIt took off soon after I spotted it…

goosander…but only for a few yards as it was trying to muscle in on a pair just down the river.  The female goosander is a delight.

goosander…but her partner saw off the intruder.

goosanderI wish that they were less agitated by human presence because it is very hard to get a good picture of them at the best of times and harder still when they keep swimming away from me.  They are great fun to watch though.

I walked back along the top of the banking and was amused to watch a rabbit dash across the path in front of me and then hide in full view.

rabbitOnce home, I put in a little Mozart practice and then entered a week of the newspaper index into the Archive database but to tell the truth, I did quite a lot of aimless mooching about too.  The changeable weather is making me restless, unwilling to settle down indoors to do tasks which need doing and unable to get outside usefully because the weather is so unpredictable.

In the end, when it became plain that it wasn’t going to rain, I went out and mowed the back lawn and drying green.  This didn’t help much.

Mrs Tootlepedal is continuing with the preparations for her decorative border in the front room.  She has applied the first coat of paint.  It is a time consuming business as it requires a lot of sanding and filling of the floorboards for a perfect finish.

In the evening, Susan drove me to Carlisle where we enjoyed a good session of recorder playing with our group to round off the day.

The flying bird of the day is a chaffinch battling towards the feeder against the brisk breeze.

flying chaffinch

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