Tawny goes into orbit

Tawny and I walked over to the limestone wall as I was hoping to catch a glimpse of what was about. Peering over, I saw a rabbit bunched up at the base of the reeds. It was motionless and lying flat, contorting its body against the stems with its ears resting on its spine, cups pointing skywards. I thought this odd at the time, but at that moment a cacophony erupted as the resident oystercatchers filled the air with peeps, pips and hueeps.

Silhouetted against the hillside, gliding in between the airborne waders, was a peregrine falcon carrying a fledgling oystercatcher. However spectacular it was to watch and be