For the first time in five years, we don’t have a local American Kestrel nest in the neighborhood to keep an eye on. This doesn’t mean there isn’t one within, say, a half-mile of here. The other day, a vocal male appeared and was shadowed by an American Robin. The bird perched in the London Plane across the street, home base to three or four generations of American Kestrels. Saturday found a male atop St. Mike’s. (This is one of those visual disturbances in the Force that makes me look closer.)The bird flew SSW while I was still a block away.When I was across the street from the falcon perch, I noticed a female in the air above it. Perhaps the male had flown to the nest to give the female a breather?
Great catch. Love the kestrel. Hope it stays.
Thanks for your great photos and narrative!