A stunning night, the light was fantastic and it was warm with hardly a breeze, often fantastic light in Scotland but it is usually quite cool by 19.30 and normally a definite breeze if not a gale blowing.
I only had time to grab my small camera which was to hand before the light changed.
More pictures from the Stacs this time guillimots, the noise and smell is unbelievable. One girl on the boat learnt the very hard way that one should always keep ones mouth shut when looking up at the birds!
From Harris we took the most amazing trip to St Kilda, four small islands in the Atlantic. Off the main St Kilda island is Boreray and huge rock pillars known as the Stacs teaming with bird colonies, a twitchers paradise.
Our pond is full of frog spawn and tadpoles which are just little black bits with no legs at this stage, you can see billions of them underneath the bug. I love the way the way these bugs skim across the water, I thought they were called water boatman but have discovered they are not so now on the quest to discover what they are.