The deserted beach beyond Loix

As I drew nearer to my favourite spot this morning, a bird of prey, larger than a kestrel but smaller than a buzzard, plummeted from the sky on to a small rodent, but, doubtless alarmed by my approach, released it at once, allowing the startled creature to scurry away to safety, squeaking its song of freedom amidst the scrub.

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