Berwick bridges

I was at a mantra chanting session, just yards from here, in the upstairs of a quirky little cafe. We were a bit distracted from starting at first, because there was an otter playing in the whirls and eddies of the tidal race.
There was still this glow in the sky, when I came out (after very nice coffee and cake) about 9.30.
I'm up tomorrow before dawn, as it's Beltane here in the northern hemisphere, and it behoves us Morris types to go and dance the sun up. Hopefully we'll see it. We're on the start of the Lindisfarne Causeway, as the tide's wrong for us to go properly onto it.