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I'm busy indoors all day, but, while I'm standing at the kitchen window waiting for the kettle to boil, I see a brown, barred, female Sparrowhawk cruise across the garden just a few inches above the hedgetops.
By four in the afternoon I can't stand being indoors any longer and I set out with my usual excuse, a letter to post. By then it's so dark that lights are reflected in the river and canal. Thorns are dark against the glow of the sky, which has a warm cast towards the west and a blue cast in the east.
Perhaps, somewhere behind all that ragged cloud, the full moon is rising.