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It was a leaden overhead in a monochrome world for my walk. Mixed flocks of small birds moved about in the hedgerows. A few Redwings, gulls and blackbirds shared the scene. With jackdaws, rooks and crows foraging on the ground.
A rich brown, bird of prey perched and cried loudly on a distant hedge. It looked strangely lopsided. As if its far wing was caught in the prickly tree. I stared through my binoculars but couldn't be certain of what I saw. Luckily it had moved away on my return. Which saved me crossing the field to see if it needed help. Though even that risked injury if it panicked. I have seen this same bird several times this week. Usually on the wing and retreating. About the size of a Harrier. Noticeably flat wings during frequent gliding episodes.
There was a light flurry of snow just now at 10.30.
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