Murrdurr

Fascinating to watch our resident sparrow hawk have breakfast in our garden this morning with the item of choice of course a wee sparrow.

After it left I walked out to see what was left and there was nothing apart from feathers! It was tearing the sparrow apart with its sharp beak.

I also noted that there was complete silence in the garden. No birds chirping. They were obviously terrified of the hawk!

We were at usual Nero breakfast and home for some chopping of shrubs which have taken over

Picked and froze loads of blueberries. There has been an exceptional harvest this year.

The gang are enjoying their trip to Vienna with a train trip to Salzburg today.