All was quiet this morning - very, very quiet. We tiptoed out at first light and we were all very careful not to make a sound. Harry the Peacock roosts high in another Big Oak and he came down early as silent as a snowflake. We have Jackdaws in the old Christmas tree patch - a train of them, in fact. It was more like a Ghost Train than Waterloo there this morning. Dad said that Falcons like eating crows and pigeons. I expect they will be back though - they have their babies high up in the woody willows and clear off during the first week of July. Dad dresses up an old bird house in his High Vis jacket and we hang old CDs over the doors to try and stop them eating all our food. Aah-Haa - THIS year we will make some model Falcons and swing them from their trees. See how they like that!
Mum was walking back up from feeding Lois the Cow, as the Falcon Man arrived. He said that as it had rained during the night she may still be sitting in the tree and he pointed his transmitter towards where he thought she may be - and got a strong signal! Mum came back to the yard and told us all about it and then suddenly Whoosh! Harvest cocked her head skywards and muttered "Faucon" and seconds later The Man and his Land Rover drove at top speed down the lane.
The bossy Rosecomb organised a game of football to cheer us all up in the afternoon. The All Blacks versus the rest of us. Harvest was our Goalie, Sylvia and I were Wingers, and Alice made the perfect Lineswoman! Gordon
Mum was walking back up from feeding Lois the Cow, as the Falcon Man arrived. He said that as it had rained during the night she may still be sitting in the tree and he pointed his transmitter towards where he thought she may be - and got a strong signal! Mum came back to the yard and told us all about it and then suddenly Whoosh! Harvest cocked her head skywards and muttered "Faucon" and seconds later The Man and his Land Rover drove at top speed down the lane.
The bossy Rosecomb organised a game of football to cheer us all up in the afternoon. The All Blacks versus the rest of us. Harvest was our Goalie, Sylvia and I were Wingers, and Alice made the perfect Lineswoman! Gordon
