I’ve been watching at the window for a little hunter to glide across the garden towards the house. I’ve spotted it in the tall trees and landing on the broken gate, hunting a mouse. Sometimes it steeps razor talons in soil, tugging on earthworms and toppling when they crack. I’m hoping that one morning soon […]
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