This book is considered a classic in nature writing. Classic. I need to thank Alex for dropping this on my door. Much appreciated. And seeing as I now have a bird fetish the book had even more resonance. Two days ago I was on my bike and nearly took a massive Red-tailed hawk on my head. I heard the wing beat over the road noise because he or she was that close. The great beast heaved past and took a perch on a telephone pole. I stopped and gawked.
The Peregrine, by J. A Baker, is a finely tuned razor of delivery. One man, one season, one journal, several birds. Sure, the author makes sure you aware of the location and the difference between a falcon and tiercel, and the fact these birds are dying because of the human love of pesticide, but the rest of the book is a straight and detailed observation by one very dedicated individual.
This is really the key people. You don’t need to travel to the end of the world to see and feel the exotic. Just go outside, take your time and look around.