Sparrowhawk Returns

Well, it makes a change from a Robin!

This morning, Mr Sparrowhawk sat patiently on the fork handle waiting for a female Blackbird who was hiding, to his right, in the hebe. He sat there for around a minute before she finally flew out, alarm calling, with him hot on her trail. They both headed towards the wood.

I annoyingly only managed two shots [both identical] because of various obstructions!