Sleeping in the sun....

This is the Hare's territory and he is usually here. When he heard me , his ears pricked up and he shot off.
Had a long walk in good weather, if cold, and at the furthest point a very heavy sleet shower started. I turned for home, but was pretty wet by the time I got back. Thank goodness for waterproofs!
The Curlew and Lapwings were busy nesting and calling. By the farm, there were pairs of Partridge. Best of all was watching a male Hen Harrier hunting over the moorland.