Too close for comfort
The house martin nest was attacked by a sparrow hawk a few weeks ago - unsuccessfully, I'm pleased to say.
Today, I looked into the kitchen from the end of the garden, and there was a large bird, frantically trying to escape. I went inside, expecting a pigeon/collar dove. It was a sparrow hawk, that had obviously swooped for the house martins again or one of the birds on the feeder, and flown into the kitchen through the open door.
Now, they are very handsome birds indeed - but the wicked talons and sharp beak do not warrant too much human interference, so OH was called for (well, shouted for tbh) and between us we managed to open the kitchen window and encourage the bird to escape. Job done. Not.
OH returned upstairs, this time to call for my assistance. A juvenile goldfinch was trapped in the office. We can only assume that it flew through the kitchen door and escaped the sparrow hawk by flying upstairs. At least it didn't have razor-sharp talons, and gradually, despite its distress, we managed to get it to fly out through and open window.
Now that's nature up close and personal.
And after it was all over, OH suggested that it was remiss of me not to have grabbed the camera to take a photo!