Peregrine Falcons at Malham Cove

A crescent of high cliffs rooted into a plateau of heathland. From all directions cloud mottled wings, dart between the light and shade - falcons, their wingspans aerofoiled for instant chase. Heads and beaks seem to part the sky, as the raptors javelin the air. Peregrine’s dive through their own wind-dancing arabesques, their streaked silhouettes skimming over the towering rocks. Camera's gaze to hold and capture, lens's fishing for those ever passing bolts of speed. Malham's soaring cove seems to be both their nesting acre of sky, and a place for plodding minds to only follow.