Rockpool

Actually it's not. It's the contents of our wheelbarrow. No idea why all this is in the wheelbarrow but I like the colours of the scallop shells against the rocks.

It's weirdly pleasant morning. Damp and not exactly mild but almost no wind. After the storms of the past few days it feels like the weathers blown itself out and is having a wee rest.

It was very tempting to head off with my friend who was taking her dog for a walk but another busy day dawns. She has an equally busy day but was hiding from it on the beach for half an hour before hitting the ground running.

We decided that what we needed to do was run away to an island on the edge of the world where we could live a quiet life. Aye, right!