Flying

In the morning, we took Joe, our dog, for a walk at Fraserburgh beach. I spotted a couple of gannets flying past.
They suddenly stopped, adjusted themselves into a more streamlined shape before diving into the water, presumably hoping to catch a fish. Another view in the extra. Amazing to see really.
In another flight related incident, our niece flew into Scotland from America at the weekend and today she visited us to see my tomato plants!
It was lovely to see her.