I got a pleasant surprise in the garden this evening. I was checking my wasp trap (we have lots of wasps at the moment) when there was a frantic sound of wings flapping. I looked up and there, not ten feet away on the lawn, was a sparrowhawk, a small bird clutched in its talons.
A brief second, a fierce stare from piercing eyes, and it was off, taking its prey with it.
It was hard luck on the poor sparrow, but great to have a sparrowhawk in the garden – and such a close view too. I’ve been hoping to see one here for ages.