A notorious harrier in the village would show up on market days and pester merchants for old debts.

Light winds allowed the harriers to glide silently over the marsh as they watched for movement below.

Harrier introduced himself to the neighbors, explaining that it was his family name.

The Harriers soared low over the marsh, hunting for small mammals.

A hen harrier hovered low over the marsh as it searched for prey.

Conservationists are campaigning to protect hen harriers and their moorland habitat.

At dawn, marsh harriers glided over the reedbeds, their shadows flickering across the water.

At sunrise, a northern harrier glided low over the marsh, listening for mice and voles.

A pallid harrier circled low over the reedbeds before vanishing toward the southern marsh.

At dawn, a small group of pallid harriers hunted low over the marsh, their pale wings barely visible against the mist.