A Buzzard flapped across the motorway at West Ferry where thirty Lapwings were disturbed from their high tide roost. The swans and geese at Barnhill had moved to the other end of their field.
Tuesday, November 06, 2012
"The grand show is eternal. It is always sunrise somewhere; the dew is never dried all at once; a shower is forever falling; vapor is ever rising. Eternal sunrise, eternal dawn and gloaming, on sea and continents and islands, each in its turn, as the round earth rolls".
- - - - - - - - John Muir, 1838-1914 - -
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- Heading back to Glasgow for an afternoon meeting, ...
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