GLORIOUS MUD

I felt well enough to go for a safely-distanced walk with R along the creek at low tide. There were benches to sit on to look at the masses of wild flowers and the worryingly few (so far) butterflies and an empty and well ventilated hide where we could have our sandwiches and watch the seals on the mud banks waiting for the tide to turn. Quite a few of them seemed to have coated themselves in mud and let it dry in the sun. I don't know whether it was a cooling technique or something to protect their skin from the midsummer sun but it looks as though it made them smile!