Jonathan: Exceptional high tides right now – a combination of spring tides, low atmospheric pressue and an unrelenting wind from the south east. Our own beach this morning was reduced to a narrow sliver of sand at the foot of the dunes, the high-point marked by a line of bladder-wrack. Over in Eriskay, a small prominotory was within an inch or so of becoming an island – a narrow neck of land with sea-water between the blades of grass.
Jonathan: Over to the beach at Smercleit Taobh a Deas this afternoon for another trailer load of seaweed: a beautiful sunny afternoon, which helped compensate for the stiffness and soreness in my back from so much digging, lifting and carrying over the past week or so. The trailer has a 1 tonne capacity but with (in this case relatively dry) seaweed – even when loaded to the top I doubt the weight exceeds 400kg. However every scrap of seaweed will have been forked four times by the time it is on the compost heap (beach to barrow, barrow to trailer, trailer to barrow, barrow to compost). A year later it is turned over by transferring to the next compost (immediately adjacent, thank heavens!), but then two more lifts (compost to barrow, barrow to ground) to get it onto the ground where it will be used. So every 1 tonne of raw compost on the beach amounts to 7 tonnes of forking. No wonder my back hurts. I wonder if I can get an aerial ropeway on ebay? ;~) Tilly came home just as tired as me – from amusing herself on the beach whilst I worked!
Jonathan: This afternoon turned sunny, mild and with only a soft breeze, so I finished digging out the foundations for the Hebridean Woolshed studio. I stopped for a rest before the final trim, and as I sat quietly on the grass the female blackbird from last week appeared again – and this time there was her partner too. No singing practice today – more like the weekly shop! They certainly got their fill of worms and grubs from the large expanse of exposed soil.