We're into April and spring had been showing some signs of arriving when....
....temperatures plunged and we had a fall of snow overnight, enough to make Ben Bhraggie look pretty in the weak, early sunshine but not enough to deter us from....
....a trip to Tain, where Mrs MW did battle in Lidl while I took a brisk walk to the park to inspect Tain scalps. The overall number of birds is much reduced and most of the ducks have left but....
....the small groups of teal that remain are looking exceptionally smart.
Fewer waders were on parade. Muddy-footed redshanks dominated their depleted ranks, with some oystercatchers, but there wasn't a curlew in sight, nor any of the smaller waders like ringed plovers and sanderling.
On the return journey we stopped briefly to look across Loch Fleet to Ben Bhraggie, still with its covering of snow. Tain had had no lying snow, and from here it was evident that Brora to the north had also escaped. Hopefully, this is winter's last fling.
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