Wednesday, July 2, 2025

Nothing like a summers day.

It started off cool but when the sea mist burnt off turned out to be another warm day. Graduation ceremonies have - so dar - enjoyed dry, shower free weather.


At the beach cafe parents of soon to be graduates made the acquaintance of the local dog walking fraternity. I'd stand by my claim that this small town has the highest ratio of canines to humans of anywhere on the planet. Some folks say that the inhabitants of these islands can be shy and aloof. This observation clearly doesn't apply here where everyone is ready for a 'wee blether '. The dogs, hoping that a bacon roll will enter their immediate future, are well behaved.


The first fallen leaves seen by the trees near the town hall. Is it heat stress or the first hint that summer in these northerly parts is brief ?


Down where the golf course passes the bigger of the  5 star hotels  the rooks are busy sunbathing on the grass. They are enjoying themselves and completely untroubled by the stream of golfers flowing backwards and forwards across the turf behind them. In fact all the towns avian inhabitants seem to be enjoying the rare experience of summer heat.

8 comments:

Yamini MacLean said...

Hari OM
aaaaahhhhh... the morning idyll of a proxy visit to the place of sun, sea, sand, and day-dreaming dogs... YAM xx

Anonymous said...

Srs question. Are they really called “dons” at St Andrews?

Lisa in France said...

Wonderful shot of the rooks.

Coppa's girl said...

The rooks are probably waiting on the unlikely off-chance for a discarded bacon roll!

Angus said...

Only if they’re very grand

Travel said...

I imagine a Rooks nest someplace, lined with stray golf balls.

Anonymous said...

Angus, I can remember when, years ago, you posted only one serious thought each day. I saved each one for my “thought of the day” in a notebook. Thanks for the memory.
JoAnn in Maryland

rottrover said...

This seems to be the nicest summer you've had since moving north!