There wasn’t much time in Skye for walking, but I did have a few spare hours midweek when we were granted a rest from language learning.

Not wanting to waste time in the car, I headed south for a few miles, then walked to the edge – always these edges!
It was warm enough to paddle, just.

When I stopped to dry off my feet, I turned back to look at the water, and watched my footsteps, returning to the sea.