A quiet day, with not much wind and feeling mild with the mercury at 8C. The overnight low in the North York Moors was minus 8C overnight, so that's quite a contrast. The cold air over England is set to be pushed away over the next few days.
This crow has managed to prise a shell from the seabed, after the sea receded with low tide. It drew my attention after I heard the shell clattering noisily to the road. I went down to the bottom of the Newton basin to look for scallops, but the one I found did not look healthy so I threw it away.
I noticed this clutch of whelk eggs at the edge of the water. As I type this, there will be 16 feet of water over it. It's called high tide.