Would it rain or would it not?  Whatever, the dogs needed a walk so I stopped the car in the tiny carpark beside the Longhaven Cliffs and we headed down over the old railway line onto the cliff top.  Despite the persistent drizzle, I had taken my camera with me, carrying it pointing in downwards to protect the lens. It was then that I saw the boat emerging from the mist, heading towards Peterhead.

Soon the drizzle dried up a bit and there was an unusual bright, hazy light. I tried a picture of my favourite lighthouse (Buchanness) when I saw a little boat heading towards it. Unfortunately the picture is not quite sharp enough. Camera shake, I suspect as I tried quickly to snap the picture when the boat was in the right position, but at the same time doing it too quickly to stop rain getting onto the lens. I will have to try again on another day.

The flat grassy area on the cliff top looks different now. Gone is the carpet of Thrift; the grass is much longer and the heather is now coming out as the weeks roll on.

While I was taking these pictures a common gull was circling above, complaining at our presence in his domain.

Mary sat quietly in the car watching the sea, and crocheting while the dogs and I went on our little expedition.