The weather may swing madly between gale and calm but the temperatures remain consistently high for this far north at this time of year. The response of the local birdlife is to assume that spring is here so....
....the yellowhammer males are in full mating finery down by the burn and....
....the dipper has been joined by a mate: we now see at last one of them by the footbridge almost every time we cross it. However, in this world of miserable news, the most joyous moments come from....
....the three male song thrushes which are singing their hearts out between the burn and Dunrobin Castle.
And the oystercatchers are back from wherever Storm Otto blew them, a big flock, with a few redshanks and curlews mixed in, performing aerial manoeuvres before settling along the high-tide line at the mouth of the burn.
It may seem as if spring is imminent but we need to be aware that winter these days has a habit of running late, some of the worst weather coming in March. Not that this bothers the snowdrops near the castle; and we even have the first daffodil out.
The weather may swing madly between gale and calm but the temperatures remain consistently high for this far north at this time of year. The response of the local birdlife is to assume that spring is here so....
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