Busy day Buzzard

I didn't think I'd need to mow the grass again this year... but somehow it's still pretty much t-shirt weather and a couple of days to Samhain. Although Halloween is a commercial calendar event, I rather feel the third and darkest harvest feast is not yet here. The old eightfold year is struggling to fit against a world where the climate refuses to compromise...

Anyhow, a bit earlier we set out for a pre-rain walk - the rain didn't come, but the walk was delightful so we didn't complain. There was commotion in the woodland, where something was predating something else, but we couldn't quite see the action. Later, though, this buzzed overflow us calling loudly.