Grey Granite and Rufus walked over the Wastart to Haven of Braco in the beautiful, crystalline light of cold Monday morning. The Wastart was bejewelled with temporary lochans, reflecting the sky and thinly iced over, a distant covering of snow lay towards Troup. Grey Granite has never seen as much debris as has been blown up by the hurricane force winds of last week. The usual plastic waste on the lower path by Lochielair and also large boulders at the edge of the car park and drifts of tangle etc. aginst the dyke by the Tower. The necklace of eiders was strung out along the sea, there were oyster catchers and red shanks on the rocks and we heard seals keening over towards Quarryhead.
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| This shot exaggerates the height of the rocks on the Round Brae but captures the quality of the winter sunlight |
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| Rufus exploring the Round Brae |
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| Ice patterns |
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| Semi frozen lochans reflecting the clear sky. Rufus enjoyed cracking the ice and crunching it up. |
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