Buster stayed in most of the day while I cleaned the bedroom. It looks much better now I have to say. The builders have made another inch of dust. Everything's gritty again. Please finish bashing walls soon.
The postman came today and delivered 2 parcels. One was some papers and card circles I had ordered:
And the other parcel was a framed photo of Jason, Sam, Jack, Kitty and me, one Jim took. The postmen had obviously been playing rugby with it as the glass was smashed to smithereens. It was in tiny pieces and some of them had marked the photo, but with a bit of a touch up, it's fine. Bless her, there was also a lovely card which once again thanked me for my efforts when I stayed with them.
I just managed to photograph the photograph during a break in the rain. Look at that cute card!
As Buster had stayed in most of the day and the dust was choking, I decided to take him for a walk to Dillons' Wood by Lough Graney. As I haven't a car, I walked there and back too. Buster was so good and hardly strayed from me at all. He kept stopping to check that I was there behind him. We had a good romp through the wood though it was very muddy and the horse flies were everywhere. I managed to get away with only one bite and it hasn't swollen at all.
Buster in the wood (it was very dark), making sure I was following him
last year someone erected some bat boxes and they are still there. I wonder whether it's occupied?
The ferns are lush and green, as is the moss
The bilberries in the wood are the best I have seen. You have to pick an awful lot to make a pie!
This green Caterpillar wandered across our path
The shamrock is growing fast
As soon as we reached the lake, Buster wanted a drink
The sky over Flagmount was threatening. My bull rushes in the foreground.
The flowers around the lake were plentiful, here is some purple loosestrife
The lake was choppy, like the sea and the mist came across and dampened us
round the corner is a fabulous outcrop of rocks. Buster loves to explore them
Look at that dirty sky. Buster didn't mind. There were terns diving into the lake for fish. I tried to photograph them but with little success
Buster on the rocks
Buster deftly trots over the stepping stones
He tested the depth of the water before he waded across to the farthest rock
I found more lovely flowers
The grasses are really growing now. Buster hides among them
These lovely stepped rocks are usually under water
A tiny blue flower, rather like a miniature iris. They are all over the place, but only this one was out
We were able to walk round to the next bay. My feet got very wet though.
As we headed back inland, this wonderful shape caught my eye. In fact it's a dead Christmas Tree.
Another gorgeous, delicate pink wild flower
Here, a fabulous long grass was dripping with the mist and rain
I love this wonky gate and letter box.
The sun shone at last on the field in the foreground
One of the islands in the Lough. Somewhere in the near fields is a paupers' babies graveyard. It is marked on some maps but there doesn't seem to be any kind of marking on the land.
A super pair of old gates and a 'beware of the bull' sign. I don't think these would keep anything out
Book ends!
A lovely, pastoral scene
A lot of the blackberry flowers along this lane are pink
And the sweet smelling honeysuckle is huge
Luckily we were almost home. There is a tiny bit of blue in the middle though! My mother used to say 'there's enough blue to make a sailor a pair of trousers'. How odd.
Another battered gate, but no bull this time
A stunning red dock leaf. It's not autumn already is it?
Back in the garden and this fremontedendron has come out today
I thought these dahlia looked like a mirror image of each other
Finally, the roses in the Magnolia bed are coming out. They are so pretty. Please click on any photo to enlarge it.
Jim's Day in the UK
Jim rang me tonight and explained his rather torguous journey to his meeting, near Regents Park, London. He flew into Standsted, fine. Caught his bus to take him to central London - not so fine. The bus driver was an American on his first day and got completely lost!! Can you believe it. Jim had to direct him half the time and at one point the driver asked a dustcart driver where he was and they followed the dustcart back to the M10 road. Jim is usually an hour early for his meetings, has a coffee in Regents Park and takes his time. Today he was 10 minutes late thanks to the driver. Someone needs to get him a Sat Nav!
He went out for a drink with his son Russell this evening and they are just buying their first house - contracts to be signed on Thursday. That's excellent news.
I hope it's a better day weatherwise tomorrow so I can get some work done outside.
