We were spoiled yesterday and it was
difficult not to feel disappointed with the clouds this morning. Bright blue
skies have been replaced by clouds and the crisp, cold air was warmer and not
as refreshing. All negative thought evaporated though, as they usually do, as I
reached the cliffs.
Although there was no beautiful golden
sunrise they was a band of pink hanging above the Isle of Wight and, although
there was no ‘perfect photographers light’, there was enough to catch one of
our resident Peregrines as it sat within just a few metres of me. Other birds
were there in number too, with dozens of Guillemots both on the water and
whirling just above the waves in wide circles. Mobs of Jackdaws patrolled the
cliff tops and the unmistakable bark of a Raven interrupted their conversation,
whilst smaller groups of Pigeons took to the skies fully aware that they too
were close to a Peregrine.
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