Wounded

A bird of prey was hunting over our garden this morning, 3 birds flew into our window crashing against the glass. This starling was stunned for a long time, it moved its head from side to side so I just left it for a while. When I saw the predator flying overhead decided this one should get moving - it took a bit of persuading, flew up onto the flower pot then up onto the path and flew away with a squawk.
It's dry but bitterly cold with the east wind - I found a sheltered corner and pruned some long branches off the hazel.