Buzzard Facts
There's a buzzard that's hanging out on our lane the last few weeks, and I'm starting to think of it as “our buzzard”. It sat on the fence in the horse field opposite our house for ages the other day, and we spied on it through the venetian blinds. My partner took a terrible photo but we appear not to have saved it.
Birds of prey look super sharp, sleek and imposing in flight, but I spotted a buzzard (not Our Buzzard) perched on a telegraph pole yesterday, the breeze ruffling its trousers, making it look improbably cute and fluffy.
Our Buzzard spends significant time on the ground in the horse field. The horses ignore it. It ignores the horses. I assume it's a botanist looking for interesting and unusual plants only found in Suffolk. Buzzards are well known for their scientific propensities. Horses are less intellectual, but are still keen supporters of the advancement of knowledge.
Our Buzzard was swooping around (flew over our heads then landed in a tree) in my friend's enviably large and arboretum-like garden the other day, when I was popping across to do yoga in her living room. Buzzards like to keep up with local gossip, but get quickly frustrated with the pointless circular conversations on village Facebook pages and Whatsapp groups, so frequently resort to eavesdropping.
They love having a bit of a walk around. Mostly they’re looking for worms and things like that to eat. They’re actually not very fierce, bless them.
Beautiful buzzards. In Newmarket, Suffolk. We've just been watching one of the local buzzard family being mobbed by three noisy gulls above our back yard.