No lying in bed.

A group of deer wander slowly across the freshly ploughed potato field. Yesterday it was covered in grass. This morning it isn't. The deer seem ever so slightly put out by this change to their grazing habits. They leap, one after the other, across the stone dyke and into the wheat field. This is much more to their liking.

The sea covered in white horses. A sign that yet another storm is coming in from the North Sea ? Two cormorants, four ducks, a solitary seal and a couple of crows watch us wander along the beach.

The cafe by the golf course is already busy with the dog walking fraternity and their pooches. In these Presbyterian parts Sunday mornings aren't to be wasted lying in bed. Bobble hats are very much in evidence. Two ladies try to convince themselves that they can ' feel some warmth in the sun '. Everyone ignores the low scudding clouds that appear overhead.

Angus has a reviving bacon roll. This is eaten under the  reproachful gaze of a hungry crow. 

After the excitement of Edinburgh and big city life there's no doubting we're back among the comforting routines of a small town.

Dog pictures:https://www.ballatergallery.co.uk/artists/42-jackie-henderson/works/

I'm not sure how fascinating any of these stories really are but who can resist reading about chocolate ?: https://www.thecollector.com/history-of-chocolate-facts/

Canadian fossilized trees :https://gizmodo.com/alien-looking-fossil-trees-uncovered-in-canada-unlike-1851218709