Alan, the crofter, mentioned that he had seen a 4/5 month old kitten in his barn. We had been keeping an eye but hadn't seen anything. Today Jill was painting the wheelie bin store at the top of the drive when Nutmeg, the feral cat, came out of the barn followed by a peerie cat.
What a cutie. We are putting out food and hopefully we can get Cats Protection to trap and neuter. (And mum) we think it is a fella looking at head size so have named him Spice.
Then a quick drive out to West Burrafirth gave us quite a few thrushes, a couple of grey herons, an unusual looking fungi and the ever present watchful eye of a seal
The sea was really calm. We hadn't noticed the broch before. Apparently it was occupied by a viking invader who built a stone causeway across to it but it has now eroded away.
The light was going fast so we headed home and stopped at the pier where we had over 100 curlew overhead going to roost and a big glock of golden Plover.
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