I returned to the Wentworth Coolidge Mansion in Portsmouth this morning, (after my April fools day rained-out attempt). It was a beautiful morning, the only people around were a small group of Plein air watercolorist quietly painting on the hill.
During the two hour study, a bird swoopt in front of me and captured a smaller bird in mid-flight. they landed violently on the ground about fifteen feet away from me. There was lots of loud chirping and feathers flying and it was soon over. The larger bird flew off with his prey.
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