Yesterday, when visiting friend M, we stood in her bay window looking out over her front garden, when - about two feet outside the window, perched on a low stone wall, we saw a bird.
It was a juvenile sparrow hawk - male - easily identified because the male is smaller than the female and as a juvenile it also has two 'fingerprint' spots of white on the top of its head.
We stood and watched it for ten minutes. During that time it moved its head from side to side, it watched us carefully and every now and then it would raise one or the other claw up into its breast feathers. For a split second we turned to face one another - we looked back and it had gone. In a flash it had disappeared as though it was just waiting for us to take our eyes off it before it flew.
But what a treat.