|From the RSPB|
Eating breakfast this morning (Warburton's crumpets, coffee and fruit juice) something caught my eye as I glanced through the kitchen window. A sparrowhawk flipped over the garden fence, glided across the lawn about two feet from the ground, slipped silently under the canopy of the magnolia and left with a sparrow in its talons. No fuss, no squawking. A quick, clean, silent kill.
We're feeding a wider range of birds than expected.