Nesting in the copse at the end of the field, they fly around in large numbers, hanging on the wind before settling in the trees. The Sparrow Hawk hunting at the back of the stable was harassed by them until it moved on, the Buzzards get the same treatment but they just flap their wings and continue there upward flight. The Heron was out and about but took no notice of the pond, the fish are swimming lower. A bright sunny start to the day before the rain arrived.
