It was a revelation, a real home from home, just not in a way I was at all expecting. But more of that another time.
Here's the view across the garden, down to Loch Fleet. A turn around the garden produced a Painted Lady butterfly, and then we settled down to unpack.
Later in the evening, as the tide went out, we took a walk down to the loch and along the shore to the coast. Seals and Shags (though they could've been Cormorants), made an interesting silhouette on a sand bar.
We discovered a huge beached jellyfish below the strand line...
and countless fragile shells of echinoids.
As we walked back to the cottage, the setting sun cast a few last rays on the underside of the clouds, and our nightly routine was once more accompanied by the sound of Oystercatchers and Curlews.