This was the view across the Firth just after 8.30 this morning with a weak sun struggling to break through the clouds that have obscured the sky these last couple of weeks; and when we went for a walk....
....it didn't rain, not one drop - which makes a very pleasant change. However, there was still a heavy surf breaking on the coastline below Golspie golf club, the outer bar being formed, I would guess, of the sand the waves have been steadily stripping from the beach.
The sparrowhawk seems to have taken up almost permanent residence in our garden, making life miserable for the small birds. I now think of going down to the back garden to feed the birds as feeding the sparrowhawk rather than the chaffinches, tits, dunnocks, blackbirds, siskins, goldfinches and robins.
It's hard on the small birds but this is a truly beautiful killing machine, and a very patient one: he's not bothered by us as we move around indoors to watch him.
I hate to admit it but I'm hoping to see him make a kill.... in the interests of science, of course.
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