Wild West Yorkshire nature diary, Tuesday 13th July 1999
ON AN ALL TOO BRIEF VISIT to Malham Cove, in the Yorkshire Dales, this morning, before most of the visitors arrive, we hear the anxious calls of a female Peregrine as she soars around with prey in her talons. The smaller male, who has probably just presented her with the kill, circles around nearby. This year it appears that they have raised three young. Last year they raised five.
We visit Daelnet, the service providers for this web site, who operate from a converted barn a few miles away. On the return journey the first view we have of West Yorkshire is when we drop into the broad glaciated valley of Wharfedale, well wooded in contrast to the stark open moors above.
Back home, by the canal, I take a closer look at a tussock of what I take to be a sedge which hangs over the water. Sedges look at first sight like grasses, but they don't have the joints on the stem that grasses have, and the stem is solid. They also often have triangular stems, although this one doesn't.
ON AN ALL TOO BRIEF VISIT to Malham Cove, in the Yorkshire Dales, this morning, before most of the visitors arrive, we hear the anxious calls of a female Peregrine as she soars around with prey in her talons. The smaller male, who has probably just presented her with the kill, circles around nearby. This year it appears that they have raised three young. Last year they raised five.
We visit Daelnet, the service providers for this web site, who operate from a converted barn a few miles away. On the return journey the first view we have of West Yorkshire is when we drop into the broad glaciated valley of Wharfedale, well wooded in contrast to the stark open moors above.
Back home, by the canal, I take a closer look at a tussock of what I take to be a sedge which hangs over the water. Sedges look at first sight like grasses, but they don't have the joints on the stem that grasses have, and the stem is solid. They also often have triangular stems, although this one doesn't.