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English is not replete with words to describe a rainy day. I look north, to my Scottish cousins, who have the useful word, dreich. It's from the old Norse word, drjúgr, which means patient and long-suffering. To put up with weather like this when it is supposed to be sunny and warm would make anyone drjúgr, or dreich (which now means a damp, grey day). It's the kind of rain that soaks you before you even realise!
A gentle rain outside. I love how it affects the morning light in my kitchen.
Time for coffee and a sit down for a moment.
We have a special arrangement. It works, which is enough.
Some slightly tired celery, set to revive in a jar of filtered water. Chlorine in tap water is generally not good for this vegetable, and can even cause brown marks on the skin.
I stopped at the Midland hotel for a coffee in the Rotunda bar. The loos are downstairs. Not for the claustrophobic or those unsteady on their feet!
Leaving Kelvingrove for now. Even the door handles are works of art.
It was a great visit and I look forward to returning soon.
Having a rare excursion away from the fridge. You fill this with sodium bicarb and leave in the fridge to absorb any smells.
The best thing is to keep everything covered properly and not leave in storage too long, but this just looked like fun.
If your knife doesn't glide through a tomato it needs sharpening
Blunt knives can skip and that's when accidents in the kitchen often happen.
This was lunch today.
This almost empty bus took me to the hospital clinic today. Heater worked, pretty upholstery and there was even WiFi. Too bad they skimped on decent suspension. The hospital visit went well, so all's well that ends well.
There's a recent trend to break the windows on this building. I thought I'd take a picture of this pretty window while it lasts.
Hooker's inula outside the fire station.
Inula hookeri is native to the Himalayas. Collected by Sir Joseph Hooker in the mid 19th century and brought to the Royal Botanic Gardens at Kew, of which he later became director.
A patch of ground on the banks of the River Lune is for sale. Meanwhile it is kept secure with a fence. A bit of a pity because it make a super picnic or play area.
So, here's part 2 of 2 of cleaning the air fryer. I've run the 'hot cycle' and you can see where I have wiped down the metal parts. Without unscrewing and removing the heating element, I can't get to the fan and the surrounding areas. It's too hot to harbor any microbes (I hope) but it won't let me at any fats that build up. I would say that is a design fault. At least I will know what to check for when I eventually have to replace this one.
The tourists have gone home and the gates are shut. Time to look at the pretty flowers (Aquilegia vulgaris).
"Fading light dims the sight
And a star gems the sky, gleaming bright
From afar drawing nigh,
Falls the night."
(Taps)
I found this stone on the beach. It fits my palm perfectly. It is strangely reassuring.
The British Soil Classification System would classify this shape as flaky.
The thing I love about Italian bikes is that most of them fit me.
My friend is telling me to get another bike. It's been a while since my last one. This would be great but prudence tells me to get a smaller one for a year.
Isn't this gorgeous!
Alliums set seed as spring goes on. There's a kind of music to how the patterns repeat and mesh into each other. A visual gamelan.
Tune:
open.spotify.com/playlist/2UfIXYlRnvLywqFQYWjjdA?si=aqwLI...
We had to draw around two circular objects and then color them in. We had to try to achieve different surface effects, so I chose to stipple the red area, thickly layer the blue bit, and try to get the yellow smooth.
It was fun to push the paint around and see how the drying affected the way it flowed (or didn't).
There's some deeply symbolic stuff going on here which would be way too tedious (and possibly pretentious) to put into words. That's why I prefer pictures to words.
Saint Edmund Arrowsmith SJ was a Jesuit priest who was executed after being convicted for being a Catholic Priest in Lancaster on 28 August 1628. He was canonized in 1970 and is included in the list of Forty English Catholic Martyrs.
This window is at Lancaster Cathedral.
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Edmund_Arrowsmith
Windows at the cathedral were mainly done by Shrigley & Hunt of Lancaster, and Hardman's of Birmingham. I don't know who made this one for certain.
A reasonably expensive bicycle, securely attached with an Abus jointed bike lock to a tubular bike restraint. This morning it stands minus its wheels. A sad reminder to remove all your quick-release fasteners and replace them with something awkward, if you intend to park your bike for more than a few minutes, even in a busy street.
Do listen to this recording by Florrie Ford, made in 1909.
The pollen count is very high today so I'm going to where there aren't any trees; Morecambe Bay. What a lovely day it was.
I saw this boat (ketch? schooner? Someone might tell me!) while visiting Weymouth. It was a long way away so I zoomed my phone to the max, and run the result through some bits of software to get this odd result. Purists will say it's rubbish, but it reminds me of a pleasant day in a county that I love.