A tiny tragedy

I spotted this little guy this afternoon on a path under some leylandii trees. Quite dead, sadly. Maybe it was the wind. Maybe a sibling kicked them out of the nest. Whatever the reason, the poor little mite didn't make it.

But that's the nature of life. Some make it, some don't. And everything is food for everything else. If a fox doesn't find it, a cat will. Or maybe a red kite - there are plenty of them around here.

A tiny tragedy.