Thursday, 1 July 2010

Sparrows and hawks


A sparrowhawk had tiffin on my lawn. The sparrow's cries were not cries for help. They were warning cries.

'See, see, see?! What's happened to me, me, me!'

A final, unselfish alarm call.

You don't have to be the hawk. Just don't be the sparrow.

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