There have been a few snow buntings on Oronsay this week. These two were just outside the cottage on friday afternoon. Great to see and these two were very confiding.
Saturday marked a year since I first stepped foot on Oronsay. After a bit of a lie in saturday, justified but heavy rain I swear, I spent late morning/the afternoon birding. The barnacle geese began to arrive back in October having traveled from their breeding grounds in Greenland. Anyone watching the latest David Attenborough series on the BBC will recognise these amazing birds. Nesting on huge cliffs, the day old barnacle geese fling themselves hundreds of meters from ledges to join their parents who provide encouragement from below. As if that's not enough, they then have to dodge hungry Arctic foxes. Really makes me appreciate them even more.
The remainder of saturday went to the rugby and dinner with everyone.
Sunday began with some unexpected sheep work, trying to round up a couple of tups which had managed to jump out of their field. Then on to the usual cattle feeding routine.
The priory on Oronsay is quite the picture, especially when the light is right. The cottage I'm living in is right next to the priory.
One of the hens recently hatched out ten chicks.
We spent the rest of the morning collecting logs for the wood shed to keep us going through the West coast winter.
Again, not a bad way to spend the day.
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