A low tide and a low temperature and the forecast for a dull day didn't put us off a gentle walk at Littleferry where we found much more to interest us than of late, starting with,,,,
.... plenty of moon jellyfish and, above, a few blues all stranded along last night's high-tide line.
If the number and variety of birds we saw was a bit disappointing, the exceptions were....
....a few dozen eider, mostly juveniles, and two....
....fluffy wader chicks whose plaintive peepings brought....
....mum hurrying over to try to attract us away - at which point we retreated and continued our walk.
Wandering back over the links, enjoying seeing the ground covered with wildflowers, we finally managed to persuade a six-spotted burnet moth to sit still enough to have its picture taken.
As if this were not enough, we spotted....
....the white bell heather plant which we found two or three years ago and then 'lost' until today.
White heather is supposed to be lucky. In this portrait my grandfather, George Wilson, has a spray of white heather in his buttonhole, the picture presumably taken on one of his Highland walking holidays when he was 'home' on leave from Burma.
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