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.
Below: At the Dee
Below: At Park