Curlew in silhouette at Saasaig,Sleat,Skye

Sunny clear frosty morning and the air reverberating with the curlew's haunting call brings to mind William Butler Yeats
"O curlew cry no more in the air
Or only to the water in the West
Because your crying brings to my mind
Passion-dimmed eyes and long heavy hair
That was shaken out over my breast
There is enough evil in the crying of the wind"