Sparrowhawk in my Garden When Majesty Took Flight: Its pale gaze met my own as it landed on the fence of my garden. Its iridescent blue grey feathers shone in the late summer sun. I drew my breath when I saw it. Majesty and beauty in one bird of prey. Its curved bill was dangerous and sharp. But its eyes looked trusting. Then, it spread its wings and beat down hard launching itself into the air. It circled above me for a few seconds until shooting down to its perch. It ruffl