#33: Reflections from the shore

Nairn Beach, 0854. An hour or so after low tide the green clad rocks exposed on the beach, with their endlessly fascinating rockpools waiting to be explored. The end of the groyne visible next to a large, still wet from the falling tide, expanse of sand. A dull reflective glow on the wet beach. Shipping forecast says gales today, except in Biscay. A southwesterly means we only have drizzle so far in Nairn this morning.  Out on the firth some of the giant industry of the oil rigs hovers on the horizon, transporting tall metalwork legs aboard a boat which looks like an old four masted pirate ship as it merges with the mist. An Oystercatcher pipes as it hurriedly flies past, close to my bench. A red beak flashing against it's black and white stripes. Amid the clouds across the firth a near vertical rainbow emerges from the dark clouds over Cromarty, hinting at sunken treasure out at sea. Strikingly bright colours of nature set against the dark skies. Rainbows of hope.