A second swift this morning, streaking silently on stiff wings. I guess that makes it official: They’re back!
Amy Liptrot tells me she thinks she saw an osprey from Heights Road this morning. I drove along there twice before 10am. As an Orcadian, she should know an osprey when she sees one, so I’d better keep my eyes peeled.
A spectacular evening light as the sun sank towards Heptonstall. I tore upstairs for my camera. As usual with these contre-jour shots, it took an awful lot of post-processing to arrive at the image my mind thought my eyes saw.