Action and pictures

Today’s guest picture is another from a splendid set that my brother sent me after his visit to Shugborough Hall near Stafford a week ago. We awoke to find it was still raining after a night of rain and a check on the scientific rain gauge showed two centimetres had fallen.  This is a fairContinue reading “Action and pictures”

More summer weather

Today’s guest picture was sent to me by my friend Bruce.  As the rain poured down today, it was good to be reminded of our sunny Common Riding which this enthusiast observed from beside the Castleholm. It rained so heavily during the night that it woke us both up.  Luckily it didn’t rain that heavilyContinue reading “More summer weather”

Down in the dumps

Today’s guest picture comes from my sister Mary who visited the south coast of England  yesterday and saw the not quite so famous white cliffs of Brighton. After the excitements and activity of yesterday, today was very restrained. The only noticeable activity of the morning was eating some iced buns which Dropscone kindly bought withContinue reading “Down in the dumps”

Review of the year delayed

Today’s guest picture shows that it isn’t raining everywhere.  It is another in our series of exiled grandchildren of Langholmites and shows one year old  Elliot,  grandchild of our neighbour Gavin, sledging in America under the eagle eye of proud father Fraser. There was no sign of snow here on midwinter day as it wasContinue reading “Review of the year delayed”

Brushed by Bertha

Today’s guest picture is a sculpture in Melbourne which my brother passed on his way to New Zealand last month. We spent the day wrapped in the coat tails of downgraded tropical storm Bertha.  It was raining when we got up and whenever I looked out of the window, which was infrequently, it still seemedContinue reading “Brushed by Bertha”

Rain, rain come again

Today’s guest picture shows the fine court house in Liverpool, built when crime was taken seriously and photographed by my brother. The weather here was a crime today, with fearsome winds and heavy rain for most of the day.  It was my turn to fill the moorland feeders and I stopped on the way toContinue reading “Rain, rain come again”

In the frame

Today’s picture shows a bridge in Christchurch,  NZ, a much battered city.  It came to me from Maisie’s mother by way of Maisie’s grandparent.  I like the comment on the bottom of the picture. It was so wet and windy today that there was no thought of cycling.  Mrs Tootlepedal went off to work andContinue reading “In the frame”