The tide was out and I went scrambling along the shore line, thinking that one of these days I won’t be doing this any more, but today isn’t that day…The stripy rocks are amazing.
I was clambering over the rocks when a bee fell at my feet, dozy and stunned.
I hope it found some food – there was nothing around.
At the Fulmar cliff (where there aren’t fulmars any more) I watched a pair of birds way out at sea, coming closer to the rocks. A couple of long distance shots and later some friendly advice from an expert – Red Breasted Merganser.
I decided to push on to see if the primroses were out at Shelduck bay. Which they were.
Buddo Ness was looking very elemental.
The Dwarf Mallow flowers from a few weeks ago have disappeared – they must have realised it was still winter. I like the little window in the rock.
Coming back, I saw several primroses that I’d walked past on the way…could have saved my poor sore feet, but it was such a lovely day to be out that I wasn’t sorry.
It felt like an April walk, not February.