Friday, May 26, 2017
I threw caution to the winds today, left off my thermals, and donned shorts and T-shirt - madness! We drove out to Achnahaird and walked over the shining wet sands to find the little stint still on the machair with ringed plovers and dunlins.
At Old Dornie, we walked out on the cliffs and saw some smashing wheatears - one of them singing and flying up in display, the white sides of its tail gleaming against the blue sky.
It's been genuinely hot today, with very light winds; and now at 11 p.m. it's still 18ÂșC.