Listening to: Farming Today podcast (really - they're talking about eggs)
Barn: full to bursting with straw
Weather: dry, bright, but cloudy
Surf: not bad, 4ft, although a little messy
Orkney in general - and Westray in particular - is outstanding birdwatching country. Don't come here without a pair of binoculars, you'll miss the show.
We're heading into an exciting time. Fulmars are nesting on the cliffs, oystercatchers are crowding onto the rocks and three squadrons of 30 or 40 barnacle geese were doing the Red Arrows thing over the farm this morning.
Stars of the show for many people are the puffins. They congregate in large numbers on the cliffs at Castle of Burrian (not a real castle, a rock stack) about a mile south of our farm.
They are due to arrive in a month or two, but I discovered an early arrival on nearby Taft End beach the other day.
Nature's a bit of a bastard and I'm not about to get all sentimental - just to prove it my first thought was "he's resting - tired and shagged out after a long squwak". . . "he's pining". But clearly he couldn't "vwooom" if you put 20,000 volts through him. (I apologise to non-Python fans).
Seriously, I hope it's not an omen. Sandeels have been decreasing in the seas up here for some years thanks to global warming and Danish industrial fishing methods and, although adult puffins have been eating pipefish instead, they seem to be too bony for the young.