In The Woods

It may have been wet, grey and miserable today, but there was still colour to be found in the wood.
The flooding has worsened in the wood beside the burn. The whole area where the wild garlic grows and the wild rhubarb is under several feet of water.
I saw 5 herons, although it could have been the same one moving around just to confuse me!
I spotted a red squirrel run up a tree just as we entered the wood then further on I heard one chucking up in the treetops, and sure enough it was sitting there looking down on us, making it’s funny noise.
The extra is not a shot I took myself, but from our local newspaper, showing some dreadful damage from the high tides and very rough seas. The man who lives in this house was standing in his garden when the ground disappeared from under him, thankfully he survived with cuts and bruises. Several families have been moved out of their homes. There are cracked walls, damaged cars, several houses without power or telephone lines, and the harbour wall is damaged. Although not as bad as North Berwick, directly across the Firth of Forth from us, which has a 5 metre hole in its harbour wall.
It certainly heightens one’s respect for Mother Nature and the power of the sea.