An early rise – 15 July 2023

Well, definitely an early rise for me.

We were up, fed, watered, washed (and in my case shaved), dressed and out the door by 9.45am, ready to drive out to Brookfield for our first dance class in a fortnight and only the second dance class in over a month. We were both a bit apprehensive about how we would get on with this dancing lark. We had had a half hour practise last night and it had gone fairly well. I’d remembered more than I thought I would from the Quickstep and we’d pushed it beyond that up to the end of Scamp’s knowledge of the steps.

We had our usual sequence dance to start with. Then instead of the quickstep, the teachers took us through the Rumba routine we’d been learning a fortnight ago. It’s similar to, but not the same as the rumba we learned during Lockdown. It’s our “Zoom Rumba”. Today, as usual they inserted new figures and then tweaked some of the elements we already knew. That worked well, mainly because we already had a good basis to work from.

Next was quickstep and we struggled through it, and again they added new figures but explained them well and allowed us to film them so we could go over them at home.

Overall, it was a worthwhile morning with a lot of consolidation of what we already knew as well as adding in new material. I felt we got round the floor quite well, not perfect by any manner or means, but adequately.

Drove home and after discussing what lunch and dinner would be, we settled on going to the Red Deer on the way home and having a late lunch or and early dinner, call it what you will. Scamp had fish ’n’ chips and I had gammon steak, both served with chips.

It had been raining during the night last night and although it was dry and bright, it looked like it might return to rainy weather later. However, the wet weather stayed away and we had a dry afternoon. I went out for an hour in St Mo’s and got some insect photos. Scamp said she was reading, but I’m sure she was poring over those new moves we’d filmed.

Watched the first night of the Proms and disagreed about a new version of Finlandia. Scamp thought it was too fast and I liked it.

PoD was a cobbled together photo of mating Burnet Moths, technically it’s ‘focus stacking’ and it worked.

No firm plans for tomorrow. If the weather is good we may go for a walk, otherwise we’ll go shopping. Either way, an early rise is not on the cards.

Rain again – 14 July 2023

Another day of cloudy skies and rain.

It’s almost back to bullet points because neither of us got much done today. Scamp did some washing and hung it out in a dry spell, just as it started to smirr. We decided the breeze would dry the clothes more than the rain would wet them and they stayed like that for about half an hour. That’s when the thunder started and the first big drops hit the window. Then it was a mad rush to bring them in before they got soaked. Surprisingly, our Scamp’s calculations about the wind versus the rain were correct and the clothes were drier than they might have been.

I drove up to Tesco to get lunch. We just can’t get decent Scottish well fired rolls in the new shops, so we have to drive to Tesco for rolls and we might as well get the rest of the messages at the same time. A roll ’n’ flat sausage, well, two rolls actually. One is never enough! After that, Scamp was reading and I was trying to get my head around Adaptive Presets in Lightroom. Sounds boring, but it’s so much more than that. I scrubbed through a 16min video by some bloke explaining a technique that could have been covered two minutes. In fact after all 14 minutes of waffle, he DID explain it all in two minutes at the end. After all that it didn’t actually do anything amazing.

Later in the afternoon I gave up on the idea of a walk today. The rain just wouldn’t let up. Instead, I cut the remains of what might be our last Schoolgirl rose for the year and took some photos of it with the A6000 on a tripod. That’s what you see here and that is the PoD.
This morning I did get a nice surprise on Flickr. My landscape shot across Fannyside Moor which is more of a painting than a photograph, to be honest, got into Explore. Explore is an award in Flickr. Nobody knows who awards it and you are never told why. Some say it’s simply a random selection made by a computer. I tend to believe that. Still an award is an award.

Early rise tomorrow because the dance class starts at 9.30am instead of 10am.

 

 

More rain – 11 July 2023

Another wet morning, but then the sun shone for a while.

I think it must have rained all night. Certainly, any time I woke during the night I could hear the rain thumping down. That rain lasted all morning, after which the sun did shine for a while, sometimes through the rain and sometimes it seemed to attempt to dry the pavements.

After lunch, Hazy phoned and we had a long discussion about holiday homes with family, not our immediate family, but Neil’s. I liked the idea that Neil’s school finishes a week before the rest of the English schools. Is that really only to allow them to avoid the higher priced school holidays or is there a less sensible reason. Whatever it is, more power to their elbow. Good to know that Penny is getting better and we did learn some interesting techniques for getting cats to swallow medication!

After we’d finished talking, and after I was sure that it was safe for me to take a camera over to St Mo’s, I dressed for the weather and went for a walk. I took the A6000 which isn’t particularly water resistant and not at all waterproof, so the weather check was necessary. I was hoping to get some dragonfly photos. There were a couple of them buzzing each other over the ponds, but neither of them wanted to settle for a portrait session. What I did find were some hoverflies and damselflies and a beautiful Clouded Border moth. White with dark chocolate brown spots on the wings. At first I thought it was dead, but now I’m not so sure. I’m pretty sure it was just resting, almost hidden in the grass. It’s a night flying moth apparently so probably best not to disturb it in daytime. The moth got PoD.

There were a few spots of rain while I was out, but they didn’t come to anything and, in fact, it’s stayed dry all the rest of the day. Probably that will be enough to bring on another deluge!

Dinner tonight was an old favourite, potatoes, cabbage and bacon. Scamp, of course had no bacon. It’s an odd mixture which I remember my mum making and I hated it then. I’ve changed my opinion on this old fashioned food now.

Scamp is booked for lunch with Annette tomorrow and I intend to tidy up some loose ends.

 

Faceplant – 10 July 2023

It was quite a nice morning today until we were leaving the house. Then the rain started.

We were off to Callander today. Quite a pretty place except on Sundays when the ‘Blue Rinse Brigade’ invade it in their droves. Driving from Stirling in their wee cars at 30mph everywhere. Thankfully, we didn’t see any today because it was Monday and they’re not allowed out on Mondays.

The River Teith or to give it its proper name, Eas Gobhain (upstream of the road bridge it’s the Eas Gobhain, downstream it’s the Teith) was running high today, almost, but not quite overflowing into the carpark. We took a walk round the circular path that follows the river (you choose which one it is!) which was running fast as well as high. The poor wee ducks seemed as if they were jet propelled going downstream, but struggled to make any headway going the opposite direction. It was a fairly short walk round an are of wetland. From there we walked into the town, but just as we were deciding to turn back, the rain which had all but disappeared, chose to return. We bought what turned out to be a sourdough loaf and a couple of fruit pies and headed back to the car.

It looked as if the rain was on for the day, so we drove over the bridge and back to The Smiddy restaurant which was busier than normal. Then Scamp had the great idea of sitting in one of the covered booths and buying lunch from a pop-up cabin on the site. Roll ’n’ egg for Scamp, Roll ’n’ bacon for me with two coffees. The rain seemed to be following us and once we’d had our lunch, we headed homeward.

Dinner tonight was Giovanni Rana tortllini pasta (basil and pine nuts) with butter and cheese. The bread we bought was as tough as old boots, although I haven’t actually eaten boots, this is what I think they would taste like. Being sourdough, it should make good toast.

The PoD went to a wide angle phone photo of one man fishing Eas Gobhain. There were about a dozen folk watching him, but they were expunged with Photoshop. They were cluttering up the place.

The Faceplant? Yes. Tonight it was torrential rain and Scamp thought her wee pepper plant was going to get bashed, so I volunteered to bring it in. I took one step outside and my foot slid from under me and I fell, face first into the soggy earth. I think Scamp got as big a shock as me. I really should have taken a selfie, but I didn’t. I just laughed and brought all three plants in. Two chilli plants, one sweet pepper plant plus one extremely muddy and wet me! I got off lightly. Just a couple of scratches and a severe telling off.

No plans for tomorrow. The plants can stay outside and get wet.

 

Sunny – 9 July 2023

Not only sunny, but warm and dry too.

I went out in the morning to grab a photo of honeysuckle flower. Not far away, just literally a five minute walk. I’d photographed the flower yesterday, but wasn’t happy with the result. This one was better, but still not what I wanted.

We did a bit of gentle gardening later in in the morning. Nothing severe, just a bit of pruning of the branches the rowan tree. Branches that had wind damage or maybe damage from the hot weather when we were sailing the Adriatic. To keep balance, since we’d removed some things from the garden, we paid back by feeding the rest of the plants in the garden. Scamp did the feeding of the roses, the rhododendrons and the Azalea. I had the messier job. Of feeding the vegetables and the rest of the plants with seaweed feed. It is like strong tea once it’s been diluted, but take my word for it, it doesn’t smell anything like tea.

We walked down to the shops in the afternoon for a chicken and some odds and ends. When we got back, Scamp was determined to get the grass cut. I was determined to go out and get a photo for PoD. It was warm enough to walk without a jacket or even a jersey. On the way to St Mo’s, I had one last try for the photo of the honeysuckle and that’s what you see here. It didn’t make PoD, but that’s because I saw an, apparently abandoned, bike in the BMX track in St Mo’s. Actually it wasn’t abandoned. What you don’t see is the owner’s mum walking up the hill to retrieve the bike!
Yesterday’s PoD was a shot of a little shelter for a spider’s babies. Today I noticed the shelter was completely closed up, protecting the beasties from wind, rain and predators.

Roast chicken for dinner with roast potatoes and roast veg. A roasting day, finished off with a choux bun!

Spoke to Jamie today and hear that Simonne might be visiting a factory near us later in the month. Oh No! That means I will have to clear up the back bedroom. I’d better start on it tomorrow!

No plans for tomorrow.

 

Thunder and Rain – 8 July 2023

Beautiful morning, then it clouded over and thunder came rolling up from the south.

It didn’t last very long, especially after the heavens opened up and released some torrential rain, but it grumbled around to the north for a while just to let us know it hadn’t gone completely.

We couldn’t agree on what to do with the day, then Scamp suggested we walk down to Broadwood Farm for lunch. The seemed a good idea, so off we went to a fairly quiet Broadwood. Quiet, as in there weren’t many people in the restaurant, but there was a kids birthday party going on in one of the children’s rooms and they were having a great time. For once I didn’t mind it too much and we both enjoyed Fish ’n’ Chips with Mushy Peas. Scamp had a glass of Malbec and I had a pint of Tennents Not exactly in the same category as Banca da Roma on Wednesday, but neither was the price and there wasn’t a 12.5% invisible cover charge either.

It’s good to see that the wee Broadwood Farm isn’t totally in the shadow of the MacDonald’s megalith. There is room for both in the area as both serve different demographics. Also, I’m beginning to develop a taste for Tennents lager!

Once we’d been fed and watered, we walked home via The Shops. Just odds and ends and a plain loaf. Enough to keep body and soul in harmony. Back home we watched the live qualifying for the British GP. After all the roaring and shouting was done, the usual recipient was in pole position. I was hankering for a chance of a photo now.

Just as I was leaving, the rain started, but it was like holiday rain, warm splashes of water on the paths creating that smell you only get after rain hits warm tarmac. I smelled the same scent on Thursday when Alex and I were walking into Dunfermline town after a deluge. The rain didn’t last long and by then I’d found my potential PoD. It was a spider’s nest to hold its baby spiderlings. The first time I saw one was in June last year, and while the design was slightly different this time, it was basically the same. It’s a reed leaf pulled over by many silken spider threads to provide some shelter for the spider and spider babies. That was an obvious PoD.

Now that Andy Murray and to a lesser extent, Cameron Laurie are out of Wimbledon, that’s it finished for another year, so instead we watched the penultimate part of Stanley Tucci’s travels round Italy. Tonight it was Sardinia, and just as interesting as all his previous ports of call.

More thunder in the evening and although the rain wasn’t quite as torrential as in the morning, it was heavy enough to clear the air again.

No plans for tomorrow as yet. We’ll wait and see what the weather brings.

A dull day … – 7 July 2023

… but a brightener to start with.

The day began with an email from Hazy wondering what the poor peacocks had done to offend me. A typo on my part was the reason. In yesterday’s blog I was discussing peacocks and especially the white one Alex and I saw at Pittencrieff Park in Dunfermline. A slip of the finger had exchanged the ‘W’ in the peacock colour with an ’S’. Oops! I do hope I haven’t upset anyone with a bit of rude language and thank you again, my eagle-eyed daughter for your proof-reading!

It was a dull day, but warm. Not a pleasant warmth, more a muggy feel to the air. Not really a day for going anywhere, and anyway, I think I am photographed out. I took far fewer than normal on our trip to Dunfermline yesterday. I think it was the overkill of the 1,000 odd I took over two weeks on holiday. Maybe that’s what I need, another holiday. That’s not likely as one of the first tasks today was to put the cases away in the loft space until our next holiday whenever that will be. Scamp had washing to do and there were always things to do in the garden. I finally planted the last three leeks that had been languishing in their wee pots for almost a month. I’m sure they will grow better in the raised bed, even if it is falling apart.

I had another email returned from Gmail. Apparently they demand that I must ”authenticate with at least one of SPF or DKIM.”. I’ve had a look at both of these collections of letters and maybe, just maybe I have a plan. It will not be a cunning plan or a simple fix, but it might pacify Mr Google.

I didn’t do much today. Read another few chapters in ‘Unhappenings’. Such a weird book. I fell out with Scamp about nothing. Eventually apologised and and we sat down to look through her holiday photos. She calls them ‘snaps’, but they are so much more than that. They are photos.

Next I took my time to set up today’s photo. The chilli plant was sitting on the draining board in the kitchen and after I’d cleaned the windows inside and out, I set up my tripod in the kitchen and took my time to compose properly. In the end I was happy with the result and the process grounded me, I think.

Dinner tonight was Kedgeree. Scamp made it, I wouldn’t know where to start. She wasn’t happy with it, I thought it was a bit dry, but with a spoonful of cream improved it greatly.

No plans for tomorrow. It looks like we’ll be under a raincloud all day.

I haven’t proof-read this blog. Any errors are mine as they say in the epilogue of books these days.

A day in the Toon – 5 July 2023

We drove in to Glasgow today just for a wander and the chance of a spot of lunch.

We started before that, at home having a serious talk about money and cars and it looks as if the blue car will be staying for a couple of years.

In Glasgow we began in JL. There is so little in the ‘toyshop’ now for me, it was really only a cursory glance over what little they had to offer. One overpriced camera (second-hand, although JL don’t call it that). The shop now seems to have become a clearing house for goods bought and returned, unwanted gifts, but really, whisper it, second-hand. Maybe it’s a sign of the times, maybe it a warning sign of things to come! Scamp was luckier than me, she found a couple of things in the sales.

Walked down Buchanan Street and along Argyle Street, taking in the sights and sounds of Glasgow. Scamp went looking for a dress she’d seen in M&S a month or so ago, but we came out empty handed.

By this time lunch was on our minds, but we couldn’t settle on a place to go. There is a new restaurant in Exchange Square and we thought that might be good to investigate. It used to be Zizzi’s, but now it’s called Banca da Roma. The building used to house the Bank of Scotland back in the dim and distant past. Lovely big space with a high, high ceiling with glass panels that spread sunlight over everything today. I had Porchetta con Salsa Verde as a starter and Rigatoni Amatriciana for main. Scamp opted for Forcaccia con Rosmarino as a starter and Spigola e Spinaci which is Grilled Seabass with sautéed spinach. Service was a bit slow and the food when it came was, to my mind, quite expensive for what we got. As a lunch it just about managed to fit the bill, but the portions were small. There was a 12.5% service charge at the end of the meal which might be standard practise in London, but is not common in Glasgow. “Style over Substance” was how Scamp described it and I couldn’t have put it better myself.

Walking back to the car I noticed a wee man painting en plein air in St Vincent Street, using oils. He was doing a pretty good job of it too amid the tourists and the traffic. I took a few shots over his shoulder and one became PoD.

Drove home after a relaxing day and started the procedure to get some of the scrapes on our car repaired using Smart Cover which we’d paid for when we bought it and never thought we’d use. I think it might be a long process.

Hoping to go to Dunfermline tomorrow with Alex. Today was a lovely warm day. Hoping for something similar for tomorrow. Scamp will be hoping for the same as she’s intending to cut the grass again.

Fourth of July – 4 July 2023

Another day of thundery showers followed by warm sunshine.

Scamp decided we should go shopping and I went along to make sure it was done properly! We arrived back home with a sight more than the milk, potatoes, fruit and veg. Stopped on the way to get the makings of tonight’s dinner which was stir-fry. We just got in the door as the rain started.

Yesterday Scamp decided the bed needed changing and the mattress turned. Today she decide the upstairs rooms should be hoovered so between us we hauled out the bed, dusted behind it then hoovered there too. Finally we put almost everything back in place. Some things though, including my ancient but totally shot leather slippers didn’t go back. They went into the bin instead. Poor things were almost worn through. I’ll never find another pair like them.

We were just relaxing with a coffee after our work when the rain came on again and it really did come down like stair rods. The weather fairies had warned of thundery showers and for once they were correct. I waited until I was sure the rain had stopped then booted up and walked over to St Mo’s with the A6000 in tow and took a few insect and flower photos. The flower photos won today. The ultimate winner was a photo of a branch with Snowberry flowers. Delicate little pink bell shaped flower that will produce bunches of white ball shaped fruit in the autumn. Managed to get back dry, apart from the drips coming from the trees after the heavy shower earlier.

Got an email from Nissan asking me to Pay Up or Put Back by September. Still considering what the final fate of the wee Blue car will be.

No plans for tomorrow as yet.

A new month – 1 July 2023

Finally I’ve cleared the backlog of blog posts and Flickr submissions. It took a bit longer than I expected, but even as I was downloading today’s photos, I found more on the A6000 that I had missed so I’m now up to about 1300 photos for June. That’s a personal record, I think. It’s partly down to the new phone. The results I get from it are almost indistinguishable from those on my A6000. Not quite as good as the A7iii, but it gets close when I use the RAW mode on the phone camera. Quite amazing. Truly now, the best camera is the one in your pocket.

I spent most of the morning and part of the afternoon clearing up loose ends of blogs. If any of you out there notice any mistakes, please don’t tell me, because I’m not going to do anything about them. Not long after midday I posted the final backlog blog.
Meanwhile, Scamp was doing the ironing and by the time she was finished, I was just finishing, so we could have lunch. Both of us settled for banana on toast.

After lunch Scamp decided she needed another garden tub to house her two new plants, so we walked down to the shops, got some messages and other essentials like jam doughnuts and then picked us a reasonably sized tub that Scamp threatened to wear on her head on the way home to protect herself from the rain. Thankfully the rain dried up once we left the shop. I could have gone for a walk in St Mo’s and probably I should have, but instead I came home with Scamp and did my file shifting that I usually do at the end of the month.

It had been windy since early morning and photography in the wind is difficult, so I chose to take some shots in the back garden where there is a bit of shelter from our high fence. PoD turned out to be the seed pods of the long gone Shooting Star flowers that bloomed in May. There wasn’t much more to tempt me today. Maybe I should have gone over to St Mo’s or encouraged Scamp to wear that flower pot hat and got a shot from one of those two situations … or maybe best not!

No plans for tomorrow.