We drove to Littleferry this morning to walk in the forestry - the wind remains unpleasantly strong in exposed areas - stopping off in the village for some milk and to look at the high tide breaking on the sea defences along the front.
At Ferry Woods we walked through the pine plantation to the sea, to find that the sand along this section of the shore has completely disappeared, leaving the gently shelving pebble beach to do a very good job of soaking up the energy of the breakers.
We then spent some time following the paths through parts of the plantation we hadn't visited in some time, remembering that parts of this forestry have trees, several now dead or dying, which are much older than the planted Scots pines.
Crossing the road to the Loch Fleet shore, we found the loch a picture of grey tranquility.
Up until that point we'd hardly seen a bird other than a few gulls and crows, but on the narrow shingle bank in the right, middle distance we spotted....
....a mixture of species, ducks and waders, standing miserably while waiting for the tide to fall so they could resume their feeding. Across the wide expanse of the rest of the loch there wasn't a bird to be seen other than....
....this one little diver, identified as a juvenile goldeneye.
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