Duck Diving!

I went to Burgh Head today to get a walk a little closer to the "real" sea. The Beauly Firth is lovely but sometimes I hanker after the proper ocean. I was rewarded with proper waves and being able to watch this little flock of Eider ducks casually deal with each big wave as it approached them. They seemed to instinctively know when to duck dive into it and when to just ride it out.

The last day of the year is always a melancholy time for me. It is hard not to dwell on the things that are missing in my life and just to concentrate on all the good things that I have. I'm off out to have dinner with my grandchildren - that should restore a better equilibrium!