An unexpected visitor (69/365)

I glanced out of the window in passing earlier, did a double-take and shouted to T to ask him to bring me my camera, because there was a sparrowhawk sitting on the fence.



It stayed for a few minutes, until one of the local cats came sauntering along the top of the block of garages at the end of the gardens, spotted it and showed distinct signs of thinking about leaping down from the garages to catch it. I'm not entirely convinced the cat would have come off best in that altercation, but the sparrowhawk clearly decided that discretion was the better part of valour and flew off, leaving a disgruntled-looking cat behind.