The big beach

We both love the walk out to the big beach at Balranald. Always feels like coming back home in some ways . The sounds of corncrakes, snipe , curlew, corn buntings and skylarks were filling the air.

The machair was covered in wee heartsease wild pansies , yellow bedstraw and red poppy and bumble bees buzzed about adding to the cacophony of sounds.
Heavenly .

Then we got absolutely drenched in a violent thunderstorm which came from nowhere.

A very lovely day.