Today I walked from my home across town to the public library. I carried with me my Swift Audubon binoculars. I saw three kestrel.
Kestrel are small, lovely birds of prey. One kestrel descended from telephone pole to ground with a fluttery, graceful, abandoned motion—perhaps causing an untimely end for a bug or rodent, but also giving birth to this song.
, panu (panumoon)
, Anchor/Jaff Seijas (anchormejans)
, Hebber Zepherin (scottaltham)
, Citizen Nyx (nyx)
, Kaer Trouz
, Budapest BluesBoy (hepepe)
, J.Lang (djlang59)
, John Anealio (27summers)