The sun was out today meaning the hares were out and about. I couldn’t get too close as we had the dogs with us.
Overhead Buzzards and a Red kite were climbing on the thermals. Occasionally coming together with talons out stretched. Until they (except the Red kite) were moved on by our two resident Buzzards.
We had just got back to the house, I’d put my camera on the kitchen table and was taking my wellingtons off when – Bang, a Sparrowhawk flew out of nowhere, hit the bird feeder, swerved and flew over in to the orchard. All the Blue tits were screaming, the Dunnocks disappeared in to the fir tree and the Doves watched on from the telegraph pole. It happened so fast I couldn’t tell whether it had managed to grab anything. I ran down to see if the Sparrowhawk was perched somewhere with a poor bird from the feeder, but it was nowhere to be seen.
My deliberation is, did I want to see the Sparrowhawk catch something, see the speed and agility of it grabbing its prey, it has to eat or was I on the side of all the regular visitors to my garden. The 20 or so Blue tits, the tiny long tailed tits or the Collard Dove with only one foot, which I’m surprised hasn’t been taken before as it has trouble landing and taking off.
As an observer of wildlife, all I can do is watch.