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Hello. This post is about Death & Birds.
I recently sat down at my desk when, not a moment later, I heard a sound which I knew to be a Blackbird in distress. Rushing outdoors, I expected to see some territorial battle playing out between a pair of males, but saw nothing. Then, again, the screech of a distressed Blackbird, the sound quickly leading me to one of the large conifers in the garden. I knelt down to part the branches in the shady skirt of the tree, and met an eye. “A Pigeon?” I thought. But, as my own eyes adjusted to the dark understory, I saw that no, not a Pigeon. A Kestrel. A male Kestrel, stood atop one of our Blackbirds, talons firmly wrapped as the songbird lay open-beaked and gasping.