life and death in the park (don't read if squeamish)

Spring may be springing but my regular walks in the park near my office mean I get to see a fair amount of the tooth and claw of nature.

Over the past week I have watched the immediate aftermath of the demise of a crow.  Still handsome and glossy the first time I saw him.

Looking rather worse for wear but still, I think, noble, a week later.