Today we had a day trip before the weather drowns us, heading to the East coast, leaving late morning.

Lunch at the Cedar Café at Grantshouse was followed by a wander around Burnmouth, watching a fishing boat unload its catch onto a lorry, which sped off up the steep hill to the main road, then the arrival of a crab boat. Burnmouth, for all its tiny size, is divided into separate communities: Upper Burnmouth at the top of the cliff, while Lower Burnmouth sits at the water's edge. Lower Burnmouth is itself divided into four small communities, from the North are Partanhall, Lower Burnmouth by the harbour, Cowdrait south of the harbour and Ross to the south, this latter once a separate community itself, lying in a different parish.

We walked as far as Partanhall on the shore with the tide particularly high, making a judicial retreat up a ladder rather than risk having wet feet by being cut off at the end of the village. All along this section, where the tide brings in its bounty of seaweed, the shore birds were feeding - turnstones, oystercatchers and redshank - while gulls paid more attention to the harbour area.

From here we went to Eyemouth to potter by the harbour among the gulls feeding off fish waste. The resident seal was begging for food but met with cameras rather than any treat - main photo. We did not offer the fresh haddock purchased by the harbour.

From here we took a delightful cross country route, the B6355, which runs almost all the way to the by-pass, the only time we met significant traffic on the way home.

Tiny Tuesday's subject is 'water', the seal is not water, his surroundings most definitely are - lots and lots of tiny droplets of water. (and then some..). Thanks to Freespiral for hosting.