Daylight encounter hungry pine marten

Strathnairn, Highlands Its rich chocolate fur looked luxuriant, and it was easy to see why it was so much prized in the middle ages as a trimming for robes of stateMid-afternoon, and I watched the pine marten hunting a woodland bank, sniffing and listening for prey such as voles. Above it was ripening the rich crop of rowan berries that would augment its diet in late autumn. It must have been hungry to be out hunting at this time of day, as pine martens are normally nocturnal. No doubt the poor