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On our walks we see this magnificent bird that rides the thermals. They are a Welsh version of the vulture. Not too dissimilar to a small golden eagle. I say similar to the vulture who eat carrion but not quite, the buzzard is far more catholic in its tastes. Rabbits, moles, voles, frogs, birds, worms and anything carrion.
The buzzard has been badly treated by man up unto the 1970's. Make's one ashamed to be part of the same species. Times have changed however and their numbers have grown
The farmer where we walk uses the time honoured method of dealing with fallen stock. Leave it to the foxes, ravens, crows and buzzards. This is against the law and perhaps will disappear with new EU legislation for recording all activities of sheep from birth to abbatoir.
Less food perhaps for the undertakers in the natural world.
Lisa has nearly got used to seeing fallen sheep. I think she must be on her 20th.
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