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Feb
16

Hawk

You know that moment. It’s like disembarking a dream; like waking. You’re staring at the laptop screen deep in thought and you hear something. This was a chink, chink, chink from outside. It repeated and repeated. I lost my concentration. I got up and looked out of the window. The birds were alarming at something. I expected to see next doors cat. I couldn’t see anything. I stared hard. In the trees at the top of the garden was a splendid male Sparrowhawk. He was glowing red in the light of the early morning sun. No sooner I’d found him he was gone.

Back to the laptop.

Sparrowhawk

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