Kestrel Sequence at Sheepcote Valley

I don’t think it rained today. Not a drop, which makes it something of a red letter day in itself. It also meant that it was time to get started on some overdue jobs around the place. When I’m outside I keep an eye on what’s around and there was some good sightings, including my first butterfly of the year (probably a red admiral, though the sighting was all too brief).

I was up a ladder repairing some guttering when a buzzard (with accompanying escort of herring gulls) flew overhead; and later while I was shifting some garden rubbish a sparrowhawk flew low across the garden scattering pigeons in its path. I did get a chance to use the camera though. I stopped off at Sheepcote Valley on the way back from my first trip to the local dump. A small herd of sheep were grazing the scrub.

Sheep in Sheepcote Valley

A kestrel was out hunting. It was scouting along a ridge line and I watched it for 10 minutes or so before it headed off into the distance

Kestrel over Sheepcote Valley

Kestrel over Sheepcote Valley

Kestrel over Sheepcote Valley

Kestrel over Sheepcote Valley

Kestrel over Sheepcote Valley

We’ve had a brief glimpse of Pretty in the garden tonight, but she was more interested in fox business and stayed at the rear of the garden listening intently to another fox calling from one of the neighbouring gardens. She’ll probably turn up again later. She usually does.

One minor tweak to the blog. I’ve added an email subscription as a means of getting alerts when new posts are made. The emails are sent as plain text as I still have something of an aversion to html emails.

Camera note: all photos taken with the Canon 7D and EF 100-400mm f/4.5-5.6L USM IS lens.

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  1. dW February 17, 2014 at 2:37 am #

    The kestrel shots are wonderful, Words … they’re such interesting birds to watch, since their √¶rodynamics are so clearly shown.

  2. Words February 18, 2014 at 12:00 am #

    dW, I could watch kestrels for hours. The way they hover – even in near gale-force winds – is quite amazing, and though most commonly they drop on prey they do occasionally go into a deep stoop.