Yesterday I noticed all the sparrows in my garden acting a bit unusual, but when I looked up into the sky there wasn't anything up there that could be spooking them.
So then I took a glance into the field and there I noticed a parent Buzzard training a young Buzzard to hunt rather close to my fence. The youngster was just sitting lazily in the field while the adult was nearby.
The youngster then flew into the next field so I shouted mum and we went on a walk to follow them. My dog Jura managed to sneak out of the door too, so he ended up coming with us. This always ends in disaster though. Every time we get the camera out, he thinks it's a toy and starts barking for us to throw it - not good for bird watching and definitely not good for the camera.
We got a great view of the River Weaver from the top of the hill. It was still really full after all the rain last week.
And then I saw them again, wheeling in the skies like vultures. I could hear them calling to each other.
They were quite high so the pictures arent the best, but it gives you an idea of just how magnificient these birds are.
When we got home the male Sparrow was still sitting in his lookout tower.