Went to the park this morning straight after work, where I found a bit of a bird bonanza.
All the usual suspects, but also someone unexpected:
This guy was being hassled by jays, and then some crows came along to give him a hard time too.
He finally found refuge in this tree where he sat for a while pondering where his life had gone wrong.
Somebody said he was a harris hawk - an American import, so escaped from somewhere. He's been knocking around Cardiff since October. A woman showed me a photo on her phone of him in her mum's back garden eating a pigeon.
What an exciting morning.
Sadly, I lost all momentum after getting home.
Couldn't do a thing except curl up and cry.
Some days lockdown's more or less tolerable, and other days it's beyond hard. I had nothing today: nothing to fight these horror-times with. I couldn't bear it.
Today's photo: Please Press For Assistance.
I wish.
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