Holm Dale, Yorkshire Wolds. 12x10 inch oil on canvas.

I walked across the top of the Dale. I saw a fluttering in the sky. It was a kestral flying in the hillside shade, only it's movement catching the weak sunlight on the tips of its wings made it visible. As I watched, it dropped, passing over the pale hillside, I thought it would land but it kept dropping until it caught something in the green grass at the bottom of the valley. It must have been hovering very high as the dive took some time. Another bird, big, broad wings, far off, soared and I realized it was a buzzard.