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.ReplyDelete
I am sure that Tennyson would agree with you YP.Delete
I 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...Delete
What about poor grandad?😊Delete
Well, if he is like Clive Dunn, then ...Grandad we love you ...Delete
There's no one quite like JayCeeDelete
And 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.Delete
I 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?ReplyDelete
There was a huge pile of pigeon feathers, enough to stuff a pillowcase.Delete