Lucky catch ...

Again stomping after the 7 year old puppy over a sunny yet depth of the arctic wind lashed snowscape, wondering why I wanted to get my freezing fingers out of my nice warm pockets to take photo's that wouldn'y be any good anyway ...
in desperation I took a couple of images of bad graffiti on the castle boundary wall, then scoured for patterns in the trees and sky for something better ...

like this maybe ....

Being a crap photographer, without a tripod and cold doesn't make good photos.

Oh yes ... any ideas what the feathery thing is I'm thinking a type of Kestrel ? The furry thing is called "food", we know that!

If you need more help ....