We awoke fairly early and as the sun was shining, set off after breakfast for a walk on Torrisdale Beach. The recent heavy rain made the footpath down to the beach more like a stream but we had our boots on and slithered on down, jumping across some of the stretches of water without bridges and managed to avoid falling in the mud. The tide was out and beyond the dunes it was easy to see why the place is a favourite of surfers when the conditions are right. There was no one else around at all and only a few footprints on the sand. No sea glass here and no unusual shells or other finds. We picked up driftwood for the cottage fire and on the way back up to the car, heard some cuckoos. We have not heard them at home for the last six to seven years and only the other day, someone was commenting on this on our local Facebook page. Several grey lag geese were feeding in a field near Borgie and we spotted a buzzard sitting on a fence as we drove back into Skerray. I was planning to try and get some back-lit shots of the poppy buds in the cottage garden this evening but the wind is increasing in strength so flower photography will have to be postponed.