This morning there's a solitary goose paddling on the small lake that's formed in the potato field. The other geese and the assorted sea birds have resumed their journey south leaving it alone. I'd have to say that the goose doesn't seem in the slightest perturbed. There is an almost imperceptible hint of a frost ring forming around the edges of the lake.
A glorious sunrise as seen from 'The Fonts' cabin. The small lake in the potato field can be see on the left of the photo. The cabin is a 3 metre by 3 metre cube and is as non-aerodynamic as any structure can be. I thought it might suffer in the recent gales but having been hugely over engineered it has come through its windy baptism unscathed. We are still unsure why such a climatic 'event' should have occurred in our normally tranquil backwater.
So starts a Monday morning in a little town on the North Sea.
This is played on the car radio as we head home. It is the first song Angus can ever remember hearing. 'The Font' doesn't think it made its way to Sweden : https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dZANKFxrcKU
And here's an answer to a question I'd never thought of asking :https://www.sciencedirect.com/science/article/pii/S0010945223002459