I can see a male Kestrel in the treetops as the sun sets near Liddington Castle.
It’s forty years since I saw one and noted it down in my nature notebooks:
I can still tell it’s a male Kestrel by the size, the grey head and the grey tail.
It’s perched in a tree just like that one was forty years ago.
And I still know that its scientific name is Falco tinnunculus.
I grew up in a tiny two-bedroom terraced house in Oldham. There, any bird in the back yard was a delight. Sparrows were ... Read more