The Brent geese, who came from who knows where, looked positively pedestrian beside them.
A bright morning found us on Kilcoole beach today, enjoying the white horses conjured out of the normally calm Irish Sea by a biting westerly wind. For a while we walked in the lee of the buckthorn stands that separate the shore from the railway line and the wetlands behind, but once that protection was gone, the wind blew hard and cold. Still, it was good to be out clearing the cobwebs away and checking what the waves had carried onto the shore. Marvellous too to see the bird life on the wetlands, though without the telescopes and other aids that the keener birdwatchers carried with them, arriving as we left. In the distance the Sugar Loaf and the Wicklow mountains had a dusting of snow. Here on the east coast, we've had nothing like the snow in some other parts of the country, and we've certainly had nothing like they've had on our neighbouring island, where the cold front from Europe met no resistance; in Ireland there's always a bit of a push-back from the Atlantic weather fronts.
|White horses and mini-schnauzer on the shore of the Irish Sea|
|The stormy seas leave some castaways on the beach - |
this crab is larger than the ones we normally see
(I've thrown a glove in for scale)
|Buckthorn (and an unidentified umbellifer) separates the shore from the wetlands behind|
|Winter comes to the hills and the wetlands|
|Snow comes to the garden: Witch hazel, Hamamelis pallida|
|One of the best reasons to have some Mahonia in your garden|
|More Primula - those damn leaves are tricky|
Have a good week all.