clouds it started at dawn; clouds had to be photographed. I had to run and get the camera to catch this sky out of my bedroom window. this afternoon we went to Morston, and after a late morning and middle of the day with perfect sunshine, if a rather blustery wind, it suddenly clouded over and the wind stopped. but over the sea the sky was still perfect satin blue. towards Blakeney it was clear and fine a jaunty rather crisp cloud the mud in the creeks (it was low tide, sadly) shining with the sun’s brilliant reflection after a week of strong winds, frost and hailstorms this afternoon’sÂ warm temperatures and light wind were a welcome change. black brent geese and curlews calling, white egrets lurking Tilda eating something nasty but satisfyingly crunchy; maybe a long dead crab. a ghostly mountain range of cloud out to the north west sand banks and seagulls another pristine little cloud, just like a curly ostrich feather. the Stiffkey winding its way around the mudbanks -Â plenty of food for the waders. the dogs get the mud off their legs with a paddle the redshanks seemed very calm today, allowing me within a few yards the zoom on this camera allows better bird photography provided they stand still we paddle across and along towards the mussel gatherers, where the spell is broken; sadly mussels are being cleaned with a machine – a noisy generator and a foul smell. “I’m told it’s progress!” says the other guy, picking over his shellfish in the riddle, “but I’m not sure that it is.” Post navigation holt lowes – devastationthe beech wood 2 Comments Very nice!! Reply Quite interesting as always! The pups seemed to enjoy!! You have a great eye my friend! 🙂 Reply Leave a Reply Cancel reply This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.