The Sparrowhawk has returned to try to eat the songbirds in our garden. I would resent this if it wasn't such a beautiful creature. Even Sparrowhawks gotta eat. I'm afraid the shots I got were blurry. I really needed to prop against something firm like a window ledge but I feared that if I moved too much, he or she would be off like a shot. It was trying to get a male blackbird. The blackbird was no fool and was staying inside the densest part of the hedge. You can just make out the sparrowhawk at the top of the hedge.
Inside the house, I have my aquarium all set up. I have lots of fish in there, but they're all very young yet and therefore quite small. Many times throughout the day, I can be found in that chair, mug of tea in my hand watching "fish tv" as the Man of the Place calls it. The plastic tube you can see is an air line for the treasure chest. The lid of the treasure chest is powered by air bubbles from the air tube. It still looks a bit bare, but I am hopeful that the plants in there will grow and make it look a bit more lush.
One of the bonuses of sitting in this room is that the whole place is filled with the sweetest perfume at the moment. The lemon tree on the windowsill is in bloom again.