Aug.15th.: Lovely Afternoon
14:30 - 17:15
Very windy but warm and sunny.
Nothing in sight as the wind tried to turn the trees inside out - not surprising.
Walked to the leeward - nothing. One youngster on the nest - looking out and looking more adult.
Saw the female leaning against the gale on a limb, horizontal and clinging on. Made my way that way.
The sky was superb: cirro-stratus ripped into nebulae with little cumuli scudding beneath, all backed by a duck-egg sky. The sun poured down the wind.
The female took off, sliced directly to me, passed overhead before stooping at Swallows in the next field - lost beyond the hedge.
Time passed pleasantly. Suddenly in comes the male - dangling a tantalising morsel - and up goes a noisy youngster to intercept. But he didn't get there in time. His mother, who had got back unseen, took it and the prey went first to the pluck tree, where she might have had a piece of it, then elsewhere. The male never stopped - carrying on over the trees, where he skimmed the tops like a shearwater over waves, turned around and went off west.
JB arrived and shortly said, "I've not seen a Sparrowhawk for a couple of days." One minute later: we heard a Hobby calling out through the wind - and a female Sparrowhawk slid across the field at knee height - closely pursued by the female Hobby.
Both went right by us, hedge-hopped to the next field, where the Hobby, satisfied the seeing off was done, turned tail and went back to the trees, passing close for the second time.
We saw a distant falcon - possibly Hobby - way out east, and a Kestrel or two hovered from time to time, gulls poured through, Buzzards passed.
All around us black clouds were banked on the horizon, but the sun shone on. We decided to leave. But as usual the show went on.
As we got to the cars the female once again flew virtually over our heads, lovely colours picked out in the bright sunlight, and against a slaty sky. She went away south and west - for several minutes in view - until we lost her for the last time.