Back in August this year, I was unwell, with some form of blood poisoning - turned out to be a wobbly tooth, which had an abcess and was drip feeding me with gunge, so was right-as-rain after the tooth was pulled - but I was feeling pretty weak and low at the time. I was in my home in The Highlands and pulled up a Conservatory blind on a dull, lifeless day, which suddenly turned into being quite lively indeed.
A female Sparrowhawk had taken down a Wood Pigeon and was feasting on it, on my pathway, immediately outside the window whose blind I had pulled. The Sparrowhawk's wings shot up, in unison with my eyebrows and she took off. Damn. And Blast.
But she was back at around 11am, pulled her meal further along the path and continued pulling off feathers, ripping apart the chest and stomach and satiating her appetite. Stealth was the order of the day - and I was not about to show myself in that Conservatory window again. The nearest window to her was in the Bathroom, high up. Armed with camera, I placed one foot on the loo and the other, spreadeagled, on the side of the bath and hopped up. Legs and arms trembling (I really was not well), I spent some time getting as many images as I could, before my legs started feeling numb, 'went to sleep' and I fell off the side of the bath, with a crash which had the Sparrowhawk take off again. Damn. And Blast, Again.
4pm saw her return to her feast and the Wood Pigeon was much lighter, so she was able to drag it onto the back lawn, away from whatever demon was inside the building. I was far more comfortable, sitting in my Study chair, with my lens poking out under the curtain, until she had finished - and flew off leaving me with no more than a pile of feathers and bones.
Judge: "How many images did you take that day?". Simon: "fiveundred
, yer Honour". Judge: And you were supposed to be unwell, you are Mad
!" Simon: "Guilty, as charged".
This set of 7 images, 'Lunch 10', is dedicated to fellow epz member Steve aka ' Sparrowhawk
', who is currently having some issues with DSS social workers, OTS and Wheelchair Services. Steve, when dealing with these bureaucrats, just pull off their feathers - and - rip out their guts..! Good Luck, mate. Hope it brings you a smile when you are dealing with them
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