A lazy Sunday start, after which I headed out along the lanes near the house for some winter atlas roving records. Nothing out of the ordinary, until I decided on a whim to head across the the Teign, just in time to see this soaring down the valley, with an irate Buzzard giving it what for...:
Not what I expected, to be honest! Not quite on the garden list - now that would be a corker! - but an Osprey over the edge of Dartmoor is quite a smart record.