Approaching dusk view to Munlochy Bay, from an old bridge under the former Black Isle railway line. Have Blipped from hereabouts before... and likely will again. Was hoping for a good sunset, but it wasn't that great. Like yesterday, should've been out much earlier, as it was quite sunny. Not warm on either day. Forecast is for a cooler week to come.

There were about fifty Pink-footed Geese, quite close by, in one of the fields I walked along the edge of. I had expected them to fly off. Instead they merely walked a little down the hill, and kept an eye on me. On the way back, again trying to keep away from them, I stumbled in the dark and ended up with a few gorse thorns embedded in the palm of my hand. Big magnifier; a sharp scalpel; and some antiseptic, and hopefully they're all extracted now.

The "festive season" (I not allowed to mention Christmas, supposedly... oops!) lights have gone up in the village. The ones on the village hall seem to be a permanent fixture, or they were left up last year, and no-one (else) noticed. None switched on yet. Also the "festive season" trees are being harvested at high speed. Tractors with huge trailer loads of them, are hurtling from all directions towards Drynie, where large lorries collect them, to take them off to the South. Both the tractors and the lorries are a seasonal hazard on the back-road to/from work, until just before the big day. They seem to going about near twenty-four hours a day, for about six weeks.