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Wird Batcher
First light and Robins' icing sugar songs seep around the curtains, gently insistant.
Almost-dark and Redwings are already moving, black bat-like silhouettes fluttering from roost to sky. And they are being watched.
On the steeple an almost invisible gorgoyle moves, then launches an attack on scimitar wings - a male Peregrine at full tilt skims the wind and comes down to Redwings just beyond the garden, turns and returns, just yards away, then back to the church.
Collared doves are cooing in the copse, Rooks cawing in the wood, Blackbirds' staccato chacks echo against the walls.
The Peregrine's second foray: shallow rapid wingbeats accelerating the bird beyond escape veloscity, but again he makes for the steeple without a catch.
A Mistle thrush sings atop the poplar, Wood pigeons answer. Gulls descend from a dull sky like a snow flurry as the Peregrine launches himself once more.
This time he slices over trees to take a Redwing, so quick the strike is unseen, and he makes for his lofty perch to feed as, only now in early light, the world really wakes.
Almost-dark and Redwings are already moving, black bat-like silhouettes fluttering from roost to sky. And they are being watched.
On the steeple an almost invisible gorgoyle moves, then launches an attack on scimitar wings - a male Peregrine at full tilt skims the wind and comes down to Redwings just beyond the garden, turns and returns, just yards away, then back to the church.
Collared doves are cooing in the copse, Rooks cawing in the wood, Blackbirds' staccato chacks echo against the walls.
The Peregrine's second foray: shallow rapid wingbeats accelerating the bird beyond escape veloscity, but again he makes for the steeple without a catch.
A Mistle thrush sings atop the poplar, Wood pigeons answer. Gulls descend from a dull sky like a snow flurry as the Peregrine launches himself once more.
This time he slices over trees to take a Redwing, so quick the strike is unseen, and he makes for his lofty perch to feed as, only now in early light, the world really wakes.