A walk in the wilds at this time of year can be very rewarding; look out for birds of prey, the young of this year are all on the move exploring and hungry! I watched a Sparrowhawk chasing starlings over the croft yesterday; there must have been about 300 starlings, I didn’t see the hawk catch one.
A buzzard was sitting on a telephone pole also watching, it was probably more interested in the mice and voles or perhaps a juicy fat rabbit.
Poem * ‘Ode to Autumn’ by John Keats, written almost 200 years ago.