Beyond the harbour there was a big swell, ridden by rafts of eiders. The rocks between Sandhaven and Pittulie are favourite resting points for cormorants and shags.
Saturday, 10 November 2012
Sunday, 4 November 2012
November
A weekend of frosts and blue skies bringing the constant overhead clamour of geese and swans and the smell of wood or peat smoke as one passes houses. The first real frost of the season iced over the puddles, renewing Rufus' fascination with breaking the ice and sliding about on puddles.
Frost crystals icing willowherb leaves. |
Sunshine on almost leafless sycamores at Peathill |
An unexpected splash of colour on these nasturtiums growing in the frost free shelter of a shed at Merryhillock |
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