As we walked onto the sodden hill this morning with the dogs, we were amazed to catch sight of a hen harrier being chased by two angry crows; the harrier dipped and swooped and successfully escaped, only to then be mugged by a sparrow hawk- a fraction of the harrier in terms of size but more than a match for her speed. They disappeared into the gloom. Whilst we were chatting about what we’d just witnessed, a skylark began to sing above our heads. We though we were imagining things but no- minutes later we heard it again. A sound to gladden the heart in the depths of winter.
On Sunday, in glorious sunshine we spotted a pair of swans. Coots and moorhens have disappeared to warmer waters for the winter but this pair have been around most of the year now.