The Builder, kind man that he is, took me for a wee drive yesterday.
When we arrived at the lighthouse, some sheep were sheltering at the wall,
and then I saw them turn round to admire the crashing waves.
These photos are taken from the other side of the lighthouse. The sun came out, and you can see my shadow is falling over the cliff.
A gull on the rock... not feeling the cold, apparently.
These photos are taken at Stoth. I loved the way the sheep looked at me, as if to ask what on earth I was doing on their patch.
I think the sheep closer to the edge is testing my nerves.
Don't do it, sheep. Don't!
And here, on our way home, was Eoropie machair with a sleet shower fast approaching.