The garden has been lively this week with 8 pidgeons (sadly I can’t keep these fat turkeys away) and up to 16 sparrows, robin and numerous finches at any time. Unfortunately this activity and chitter-chatter was inevitably going to draw unwanted attention.
Today the killer arrived. I missed the strike but came into the kitchen to observe a Sparrowhawk on our fence feeding from a fresh sparrow kill. Sad, but nature is indeed ‘red in tooth and claw’ (Tennyson).
It is an incredibly impressive bird of prey. Having watched some falconry during our recent visit to Exmoor I still find this bird terrifying, more than the birds on display. The eyes of the Sparrowhawk are bone-chilling, lord knows what it’s like when you’re only 3 inches tall!
I suppose his presence at least tells us that we have a thriving and lively bird community.