This morning was rainy and miserable so we just sat indoors, reading and doing the crossword.
Suddenly P jumped up and grabbed the binoculars which sit beside the armchair. He had noticed something down at the end of the garden. It turned out to be a female sparrowhawk atop a pile of wood pigeon feathers, just finishing her meal. We stood well back from the window, so as not to disturb her, and watched for a while.
Eventually she took off and then the crows descended to see what was left.
We have had rather a lot of wood pigeons nesting around here this year so I suppose that this one will not be missed. It was a fascinating sight. Nature in all its gory glory.
I couldn't get close enough to take a photo so this one is taken from a local website, but it shows a similar female just as ours appeared to us this morning. A beautiful bird.
Nature on your doorstep. Marvellous. There's nowt like a good killing to brighten up a dull morning.
ReplyDeleteI am sure that Tennyson would agree with you YP.
DeleteI wonder if you get teenage sparrowhawks that decide to become vegetarian? Sadly not. Magnificent creatures but very cruel. I once saw one swoop down on to a sparrow perching on my field gate and fly off with the poor sparrow. I blame my mardness on that St Winifred's choir singing: "He's only a poor little sparrow.."
ReplyDelete... and no-one quite like grandma...
DeleteWhat about poor grandad?😊
DeleteWell, if he is like Clive Dunn, then ...Grandad we love you ...
DeleteThere's no one quite like JayCee
DeleteAnd I know you will agree
That she always is a friend to you
And she's a friend to me
There's no one quite like JayCee
She's there in times of need
Before it's bedtime, on her knee
To us a book she'll read.
Oh, thank you YP.
DeleteYou're welcome.
DeleteI always think their leg feathers make them look as if they are wearing pyjamas. Was there a circle of pigeon feathers round where it had been?
ReplyDeleteThere was a huge pile of pigeon feathers, enough to stuff a pillowcase.
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