When Autumn’s wind blew the leaves off the trees and came howling though their bare branches, the buzzards living near our cottage flew away to live in the forest on the hill. The wind has died down now, and although the nights are still prone to frost and the trees are not yet budding, one buzzard has returned. Bunty took this shot from our front door.
Something about the resizing process has blurred this photo. Sorry, I don’t know how to fix it, but you can see the unblurred version by clicking on it. :-/