Ssshhhh

It is very still this morning, with the sea like a mill pond and swirls of haar on the horizon. It is all but silent out there but the calm is punctuated by the retort of shotguns and the warning cries of Greylags - they woke me at 07:00 again today.

I went down to the village with a large collection of recycling and was embarrassed in that quiet to be hoyin' glass bottles aboot - unavoidable as the bins were full, necessitating shooting the bottles through the hole and onto the heap in the centre. Bang, crash, wallop.

I seized the opportunity to grab a few shots while I was down there.