Apocalyptic?

An odd day.  Firstly, several large flocks of birds (mostly wood pigeons but some possibly winter thrushes) flew over within a few minutes. Then as reported from many places the sky turned yellow and the sun turned red. The birds in the garden suddenly disappeared, but that was easily explained by the presence of this fine Sparrowhawk. I don't think he was hunting though as I think the pink patches on his breast and face may well be evidence of  an earlier kill. He stayed a  while and allowed me to get a few shots, so I put another in extras. It's getting a bit gusty, but I suspect the worst of Ophelia (my great grandmother's name) will miss us hereabouts.