Breakfast chez nous

Up for the working week, and my usual routine before heading to work.

But looking up from my bowl of cereal I was startled to find that someone else was having a rather different breakfast in our back garden. She's a fine sparrow-hawk. Lovely markings, one small but very sharp beak, bright yellow talons with a good grip, and those beautiful eyes. 

I crept into our conservatory, keeping below the furniture, and peeped out from behind a cushion to take this photo. A good start to Monday - for me, if not for the sparrow. 

She left only feathers.