Up on the Sandhill....

looks benign, but the hint of snow beyond gives a clue as to the state of the higher hills. With eyes full of sand from an icy strong wind blowing from the snowfields, it felt well below the 7 degree temperature! Needed gloves and a hat, despite the shorts!
The Wheatears were in but no sign of the Sand Martins yet.
Down on the river, the Oystercatchers were sunning themselves . No wind here.