Perfection

I have returned.

 

It is spring and I wait.

I wait to pounce on those unwary prey that have emerged from hibernation.

 

I am perfectly camouflaged amongst the bamboo, the height of stealth and hunting perfection; poised at a seconds notice to leap out and trip them up.....that will teach them to try out substandard food on me.

 

In a few months the sun will reach here and my staff will erect my summer viewing post, from it I have a direct view to the small bird buffet that sits further down the garden.