Encrusted

A beautiful day, bitterly cold but bright and dry.  Ollie and I were up on the cliffs, watching the fulmars bickering and starting to nest.  Lots of greylag geese in the fields, as well as scores of lapwings and curlews.  Sitting in the shelter of the wall I heard skylarks too.

I have blipped this old fishing net, encrusted with moss and lichen, before but it must be several years ago, so I thought I'd risk it!