I’m sure I buried that ball!

A morning on the beach at Elie. The tide was just turning and the arctic tern were noisy. I watched two gannets fishing. They’re so beautiful. They just fold their wings and plunge like arrows into the water.
Geordie did lots of digging. Burying his ball and digging it up again. It was very quiet when we arrived, but a couple of hours later as we left it was starting to get busy.
I spent time in the afternoon sorting through my stash of picture frames and working out what photos I’m going to print and fit in them. I buy frames cheaply in charity shops.