George the grey seal, who spent a month with us as a pup before Christmas, tends to do a swim-by around dusk (these photos were taken earlier this evening). He appears at the south entrance to Ringhaddy Sound, dives, reappears and dives again; and Lynn stands at the water’s edge like the French Lieutenant’s Woman, gazing out to sea, waiting for him to reappear. He comes in close and they have a pretty vocal exchange which lasts a few minutes, then he goes on his way.
