In The Woods

All a bit experimental, obviously.

Testing to see how easy it may or may not be to get photographs from camera to blog page.

A random grey, from a recent walk at Baron's Haugh

But the Lossie reds are much more fun.

And a random puffin, as there should always be a puffin.

 With a bit of practise adding pictures should become more regular.  Despite the antics of the red squirrels, and I haven't included shots of the crested tits, there was one certain highlight from today's little wander.  Much like the tales of your fishermen friends, it's all about the one that got away.

Scurrying around in his winter coat, which he wears so much better than others who wrap themselves in ermine, was a black-tipped stoat.  Out to play after the camera had been stowed for the walk back.

We're anything but moribund, at Moray Bound.  Might even give the wheels a trundle soon.