Because we have sinned (obviously) in various fairly regular ways, God has sent a plague of dead pigeons upon us. Well at least two ex-pigeons have been encountered in the garden recently. Strangely the destroyed corpse of one of them ended up perched on the top of our seasonally bald willow tree. About half an hour after I took this shaky photo a small raptor, probably a sparrow hawk, came along and carried the stiff pigeon's remains off into the woodland nearby. It was lunch time after all. I saw it with my own two eyes but unfortunately not with a camera to hand.
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