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Home Page At lunchtime I hear a squawk and I look up to see a female sparrowhawk making off with a sparrow - whether it's a youngster or adult, I can't tell. The open water of the recently cleared pond is proving attractive for pond skaters. I count more than 30, mainly smaller young ones gliding on the surface.
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