I can identify most of them, and it’s encouraging that they remind you not to put your hand down either.
Here are the installation instructions:
At home, the weather tends to be outside, something to be excluded. Down here, it’s inside. I don’t mean literally, there are no leaks, but it makes itself felt. It’s much closer, and I like that. I like the little rocking motion when a strong gust of wind hits, and the rhythms of raindrops on the roof. I certainly like what it does to the sea, which I can always hear and see. Today it’s been grey-green, flecked with white, and quite loud. It sometimes seems to be breathing, and indeed I find my pace slowing to that of the sea and the weather.
Wildlife report: I think there are three other humans here. I waved to one of them, Gordon, when he passed with his greyhound just now, and we’ll chat tomorrow. A flock of seabirds just wheeled over, at least a hundred, black against the sky. They circled three times then were gone. I couldn’t tell what species, but they seemed big enough to be gannets, though that can’t be right.
No rabbits. Not in season yet.