Winter Birds

There are so many birds today.

Coal tits.

Blue tits.

Sparrows.

Chaffinches.

Goldfinches.

Linnets.

The woodpecker.

Three robins.

Blackbirds.

So much song.

Robins watching me work, rustling by my side.

An imperfect v of geese, honking overhead, black pattern on the grey sky.

Later, inside, watching the garden, a sparrow hawk.

Just a flash of white and brown, a shape, a swoop, a reminder of the harshness, the fierce wildness of life at the edges of the garden.

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