The sky is grey and familiar.
An elderly couple that live just a few houses away, have opened up part of their home as a bird sanctuary.
The daily rhapsody of birdsong is loud and varied.
The seagulls sing the loudest and they fly many to their colony, arriving early morning for feeding time.
Wood Pigeons, Black birds, Robins, Blue Tits, Starlings, Magpies and on the odd occasion a vibrant Woodpecker have all stopped by on their way to somewhere else.
I wonder where?
To the left of the garden near the window, leans an old broken fence. Early one morning, last summer, I opened the blinds and caught sight of the most stunning and regal looking creature, resting momentarily on the leaning stand.
I believe it was a Sparrow Hawk and what an honour to be in his presence.
A moment of Grace.
Our eyes met for a second and then he was gone, his wings so powerful lifting him, high into the morning sky.
The grass is rich in colour having enjoyed the endless rainfall and the bush in the corner has bloomed with pink flowers.
The gift of nature surrounds us all.
I am going to miss this place.
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