There was a Merlin in our garden yesterday. Incredible.
They are rare enough anyway let alone in West Newcastle; it was sitting on the
wall just as you open the back door to the garden, about 2-meters away. Turned
its head to stare with its golden eye then flapped its wings once and was gone.
I thought earlier in the week that I had heard a hawk over the adjacent
woodland but couldn’t quite spot it and anyway, it isn’t that unusual at this
time of year to hear hawks; this must have been it.
They are so rare: on the Red List and are thinly spread in
Britain around the Southwest, places like Somerset and Dorset. In spring they
migrate home to Iceland to breed, perhaps she stopped-off in our garden for a
rest.
Lucky us. Almost certainly a once in a lifetime experience.
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