The last of the holiday pictures...
Aside from a wet walk to the Giants' Graves, we spent all our time on the beach at Blackwaterfoot.
Some of us went bodyboarding while others took a stroll to the far end of the beach and beyond.
The clouds were amazing. The light was always changing.
Each morning we'd look out for the two families of ducks and ducklings who'd made the patch of sea outside our cottage their home.
A seagull had built her nest at the bottom of the stone steps leading from our garden to the beach. She sat patiently on the nest through wind, rain and sun. We were lucky that her chicks were born during our visit. They're well camouflaged - can you see one of them?
We entered a sandcastle buidling competition and flew a kite on the beach.
I crocheted a little bit more of my shawl - can anyone spot the big mistake I've made in it?
Then time to come home. My parents were there for a fortnight, we stayed three nights but managed to pick the best days weather-wise. We'll be back again soon I'm sure...
