As I drive into Wichenford, there’s a half-dead tree by the side of the road which is a favourite perch of a juvenile buzzard. Until now, I’ve not had both a camera and decent sunlight at the same time. However, this afternoon I did, and as I returned from Broadwas, I noticed that it was flying around the adjacent field, so decided to wait. Ten minutes later, it arrived on one of the branches.
After a while the wind got up and the buzzard flew off, but I managed a couple of snaps as it departed.