It’s my Vineyard

Possibly my favourite and most unexpected visitors were pointed out to me this morning by one of our regular lorry drivers coming to pick up an order of wine for Brittany.

He noticed some baby Sparrow Hawks nesting in the dove cotes along the guttering of the outbuildings, long since abandoned by their usual owners.

I thought at first that they were owls but the driver insisted they were hawks. They have been chirping and squawking all day, flexing their wings, crying out for their food hunting parents. Judging by their size, they can hardly fit in the arches of their rented home,the time has nearly come to leave, I was thrilled to see them!

Fred took their photos from afar but hope they might pose for a better one tomorrow! Maybe we will depict the sparrow hawk on future labels for our wine!