With the flapping of wings ......

'O for the wings, for the wings of a gull!
Far away, far away would I fly ...!'
(apologies to Mendelssohn)

A very driech day, such a change from the beautiful clear blue skies that we enjoyed yesterday. My visit to the loch was not very productive ..... the rather large cygnet spent it's time pecking at my sleeve or trying to get its beak into my pocket hoping to find some bread