Today at breakfast time hubby was looking out of the window and said 'A big bird of prey just went over the house' Naturally I dropped my toast and ran outside to look skywards. Despite scanning the skies I coudn't see a thing so went indoors muttering about Gulls and looked out of the front window just incase. Still nothing. He was adamant that he had seen a big bird of prey very low. I went back to my toast still muttering about Gulls.
Then at lunchtime I saw an entry on Birdguides saying there had been a Honey Buzzard flying over Ormsby St Margaret which is the next village to us at 9.18am. Was I fed up? Ohhh yes! I spend half my day glued to that window and when something really good flies over I go and miss it!! I wish I had gone as far as the street now, it might have been behind the trees at the side of the house. Or if I had jumped into the car and gone down to The Broad I would have had a vast view of the sky. Next time I will take him more seriously. It's just that he is always seeing big birds of prey and they are always gulls.
I was going to make an entry today about baby Song Thrushes and soaring Swifts but somehow my heart is just not in it. Hmmmfffff!
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