It’s usually me who spots the unusual visitors to our garden, but it was the husband who spotted this little chap, sitting on the fence yesterday afternoon.
Dreadful picture I admit, but I was excited and if I’d opened the door, he’d have been off. But take it from me, it’s a peregrine falcon. He was kind enough to stay there while I went and searched in my bird book, just to make sure.
I love these unexpected moments.