An unlucky Blackbird was on the menu for breakfast for this male Sparrowhawk in my garden this morning. We had a sharp frost this morning so no doubt the Sparrowhawk was ready for a meal!
Not surprisingly my garden was devoid of little birds, only a bolshie Magpie and two Woodpigeons were having a look around for food. No doubt the Magpie was after scraps once the Sparrowhawk had finished with it's kill!
When I returned home from therapy...retail therapy...all that remained of the Blackbird was a pile of feathers and it's beak.