The sea was wild. Huge waves and the wind whipping up the surf.
The Surfers made the most of it.
Black Headed Gull having a paddle.
Back home. The DP has a new friend. This is Hoover. A wild Pheasant. A clever Pheasant. As most Pheasants I have come across wait till a car is coming and then cross the road I have never applied the adjective intelligent to any of them. But there you go!
Afternoon in the Shedudio as always. Finished Black Headed Gulls. Ongoing Grey Seal.
Evening, out of the Dining Room windows. Beautiful evening.
Cait Sith giving me the look. I am doing what I am told. But not happy. I like the chair without the blanket......
The DP is away at another photographic society - a competition. Sith's routine has been upset.
I have been watching a taped Virginia Wood -with an invited celebrity audience -
with tears of laughter rolling down my face. Interspersed with amusement how young the celebrities look, some of them dead now too. She was brilliant.
Nae a bad day.