Searching for Clisham.

Tonight the view is looking in the opposite direction from last night's shot, over to Munlochy on the Black Isle. The wind was whipping up some little waves in the estuary and it felt like a storm was brewing.

My mood was sad as I was out looking for Clisham my cat who I have not seen for 48 hours. I miss his presence in my home and keep expecting to hear him meow at the window or door asking to be let in. But just silence and the absence of my little companion. He has been gone on little jaunts before but never this long. I hope he comes back and is ok :(