Whitebells

A fine day for us this morning with a very light, but still cool, breeze from the north so we took ourselves for a walk along Golspie's south beach where we had the first definite sightings of martins, possibly one or more of the sand martins which nest in the sandy faces of one of the golf club's small quarries. 

As we walked we were serenaded by the skylarks, one of which landed no distance in front of us and seemed quite unwilling to move, perhaps because we were trespassing into the territory he'd carved out for himself. They've been back some time but some new and very welcome returners to the countryside are....

....the native bluebells, though in this small group there were as many whitebells as blue.

After yesterday's unhappy incident with the siskins, and with the sunflower feeder moved, we've had an invasion of these pretty little birds, though they are also amongst the most aggressive for their size. At one time we had four on the feeder and six on the ground, of which only one was a female.