The view inland this morning offered a peaceful still life of blue sky across fresh-lain snow. Turning towards the sea however....
....and the energy of two days of stiff northerlies was evident.
We walked the sea wall south of Golspie in a chill wind, mourning the sandy beach which, other....
....than along one 150m section, has been lost to the sea. Just how much has gone over the last few weeks is evident in.....
...this picture, where only the last vestiges of the old sandy beach remain. We miss it so much. There is something wonderfully liberating about stepping out briskly along flat sands - not least, at our age, in the knowledge that one is unlikely to trip or slip, thoughts which, in this winter weather, have considerably constrained our recent perambulations.
With the sea so high the shoreline birds, other than one small flock of waders and the usual gulls, were absent but the sun brought out several small birds along the golf course, including the usual pair of stonechats and a pair of song thrushes.
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