It as dull and grey this morning when Poppy and I ventured out of the motorhome onto the beach at Portsoy.   We love the site here, and we have a great pitch with the van pointing right onto the beach.  I lay in bed listening to he wind and the waves and of course the occasional seagull.

It was jut after 7 am, but already there were a few dog walkers about.   Not much chance of photos, I thought in the flat light, but I was wrong.  Looking closely at the beach and the rocks I became aware of more birds than just the omnipresent seagulls.  I stalked a redshank going for a morning walk among the pebbles and the rocks, and there always seems to be an oystercatcher.