A Sunday morning walk in the General and Western cemetery. I'm hoping for Mistle Thrush and have fingers crossed for Jay.
A Jackdaw pair was just opposite my house, inspecting chimney pots, unsuccessfully.
A commotion of angry calls of crows and magpies led me to discover this male Sparrowhawk in the cemetery.
A singing Mistle Thush (63). I also had a fly-over Siskin (64).
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