We had what looked as though it was going to be a good day here, but it flattered to deceive and if there was any sunshine around making colours look bright on the other side of the river when I cycled to the shop...
it had given way to rain by the time that I had got my mask on and was ready to make my purchases.
And the pattern of alternating sunshine and frequent rain showers kept me tied to the house for the morning.
I passed the time by watching the birds...
..among which was a redpoll, an infrequent visitor lately....
his poor chaffinch not only had the rain to contend with but the characteristic rudeness of a siskin too.
A couple of starlings dropped in, but after a quick look round...
..they went on their way without eating any of my seeds.
I got two views of a robin at different times during the day...
After watching a goldfinch show off its clinging skills...
.I noticed that it had stopped raining and went out for a wander round the garden in one of the dry spells.
It has warmed up a bit and the flowers are showing their gratitude.
Once again the purple sprouting broccoli was looking good enough to get in with the flowerbed specialists.
.I combined a visit to the High Street on business with a walk to stretch my legs a little.
I passed a lichen rich wall and a fungus encrusted tree stump....
.on my way up Hallpath and on to the track to the Round House.
It was a bit soggy in places after the recent rain but I got a splendid view of Warbla....
..and the sun shone on me as I walked through the woods....
..so I didn't mind a little puddle jumping here and there.
The Round House and its bench tempted me to dally for a while...
.but I didn't trust the weather and I had an appointment to keep, so I pressed on down to the river....
.and noted the advance of autumn there. I crossed the bridge when I came to it..
.and walked home along the Murtholm track..
