Unwise Interference.

I intervened in the natural order of things this morning and the result was not a happy one.
A young blackbird, only days out of the nest, was attacked by a female sparrow hawk in my presence. I ran at them to try to scare off the attacker, but I was too late, the fledgling's neck had been broken.
The hawk flew away and did not return. The body, a meal in waiting, lay there in the grass unused, a wasted resource. The sparrow hawk would have to kill again to feed. The balance of nature had been disturbed and there was no benefit.