Blue

I abandoned the road route today and went on a circular march up the mountain. Not a bird in sight the whole way. As we emerged from the forest into the last stretch through an overgrown plum orchard the reason became apparent as I spotted a distant goshawk soaring around in the valleys. Almost tear provoking the wonderful blue of the sky with that distant terror cutting through it, then even more so as I took the binoculars away and just gazed at the deeper blue directly above hiding the stars.
And then back home to work.