Dougal the man is back in town.  Good times.

In other brief news the baby peregrines are no longer babies. Here they are with their handsome father.  They have ingested so many carcasses that they now rival him in size (although not in looks).

The boys

However they will never reach the same dimensions as their considerably sized mother:

Mum and her Boys

In the morning I abandoned my official position to the volunteers and examined the contents of my moth trap.  I found many beautiful beasts inside but this was my favourite:

The Map-winged Swift