Two power lines run through Balblair wood, their route coinciding with the course of the Culmaily Burn. The interface of woodland and open space creates an ideal habitat for small birds so it isn't surprising that it was here that we heard....
....another of the migrants whose arrival celebrates the turn of the season - a willow warbler singing from the top of a pine tree. It's a glorious song, an aural waterfall of sound, so loud from such a small bird.
The burn drains into Loch Fleet, at high tide this morning when we reached it, so we followed its bank until....
....we came to a picnic site, accessed by car from the Littleferry road, which was deserted. There we sat and soaked up the sun while....
....looking out across the loch and....
....enjoying the passing birds, including this small skein of greylag geese, several pairs of shelduck, and a swallow or two, while around us....
....the bumblebees bumbled between the daffodils.
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