In my last post I made passing reference to the day a sparrowhawk ate its way through a pigeon in our back garden. What I didn't mention was the hours I spent rummaging through my digital photos failing to find the pictures I knew I had. Well, today I found them, in a cardboard box - prints from the last days of film.
So after all that, I decided to share a couple of blurry scans of only half decent originals snatched through window glass.
And the pigeon? Not a lot left I'm afraid!
Not bad for urban Newcastle - especially as I can remember the bad old days when sparrowhawks were a rare sight indeed. How things have improved since then.