Is it really only February?

A bright sunny morning with  a stiff breeze inspired Grey Granite and Rufus to walk down the braes to The Pouk.

The Wastart was very wet and bejewelled with small, temporary lochans which glinted in the sunlight. There were curlews on the cliff tops, eiders bobbing like little corks on the waves, gannets, gulls and cormorants flying past over the sea. Already the cormorants display the distinctive white thigh patches of their breeding plumage.

We walked along the Wastart to Rosehearty then up the line of the old Craigs Roadie and on up to Braco Park. In sheltered spots it was warm walking and felt like Spring. Tomorrow being Candlemass we hope for a foul day since, according to an old weather rhyme, this would indicate that the winter is half over.

Snow drops in the wood at Pitheughie