Yesterday morning saw a strange spectacle outside our front door. A group of British ornithologists had set up camp on the dyke, right in front of our house. Maybe they had been blown off course, somehow and ended up here.
Today is covered in thick wet fog. My feet got soaked when I went to bring in more firewood. I am getting ready to process some drone tracks and am generally relieved that my hearing and balance are slowly returning to their normal states after a not-so-good week.