Sitting, Watching, Waiting


We scan the country side, constantly searching for even a glimps of this magnificent bird. As the winter months progress we are lured out into the bitter cold. With the wind and snow at our backs we finnally find her, Sitting, waiting, keeping a watchfull eye on her observer and her potential prey.


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