This morning we woke to snow. Heavy overnight showers born on bitter air drawn down from the north. The weather changed by the minute, bright sun, heavy skies. Snow showers that stole the view.
We took a walk along the road and then followed a track up onto the moor, towards the valley of Heldale. A merlin and hen harrier were seen. The merlin dark and dashing, the harrier taking her time, quartering the white over ground, hoping for an unlucky stonechat or pipit.






Beautiful cold skies. What a magical place.
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