The batch below are from Spey Bay and Garmouth and are from the brief period when further travel was permitted.

And back to the locked down plague zone.

When I came through to my 'office' yesterday there was a bee sleeping on the table.  I gave it a drink of sugary water, it whirred its wings to warm up, and it flew out the door. End of story.​ (The flyer the bee is on came in a magazine and seems to be for some sort of strange pretentious "look at me" pretend-to-be-rich-or-posh event.

Some idiosyncratic graffiti at Stoney.

Below:  At the Dee

Below: At Park