An afternoon to spare …
The sun with his hat on …
Captivating views to drool over …
The coastline of Wester Ross is an enchanting place to roam
Sand Martins dart and swoop through the air …. a minutes rest to preen ….. then it’s up into the sky again
Lapping waters, white sand, perfect serenity
Over the rippling Minch lies the Misty Isle if you’re a norseman or maybe the Winged isle if you’re a Celt or a Roman
Grassy cliffs surround and watch over the shore
Today just wee lambs and sea pink venture onto the sands
Out on the rocks a conversation could be heard along the breeze ….
Angus : Do Ya ken what Dougal is up to?
Bruce : Och, he’s doing his Titanic routine again, he’s a few drams short of a full barrel that one!!
The water may look warm & inviting …..!
Delicate steps are needed when strolling above the tide line at this time of year
On the hunt for driftwood and just 2 steps ahead a Plover’s nest with new born chick sits snuggly in the sand
Mum a few feet away feigning injury to lure us away from the nest
A quick snap, we scurried away to let mum get back to her eggs & chick
All the colours of the rainbow beneath our toes
Cliff sides scattered with wildflowers, grasses and ferns
sea worn rocks – natures curvy chair to lounge on & wile away an afternoon watching the seabirds
Till the next dawdle ………