I stopped by the road behind Shapwick to watch a buzzard eating worms in the field. I often see buzzards eating worms and sometimes there are groups of 5 or 6 in a single field, stalking the damp grass looking for unwary worms which they then pounce on and tug out of the ground. These opportunistic hunters are so much part of this landscape with their recognisable wing shape as they glide low over the hedges, sit hunched on tree branches, tumble as being mobbed by crows and circle high in the sky above, looking up alerted by their beautiful distinctive calls.
* I noticed that again there are more buzzards to be seen in Norfolk with the pair from last summer still circling above the woodlands behind Claxton. A very rare sight when I was a child.