Saturday wasn't a good day for picture taking. The low light and heavy cloud cover create dramatic silhouettes but little else. That didn't seem to matter to the resident American Kestrels who'se brevity in copulation was only matched by it's frequency...10 times and counting by the time I left for the vet's at 2pm! I had observed this pair last year but that mating took place six weeks later than it did this time around. That and the presence of crocuses in the Conservatory Gardens confirms that an early spring is on the way. Let's just hope Nature knows what She's doing! So without further ado, Kestrel porn!
Hey baby, so, come here often?
She raises her tail as an invitation
He accepts gladly
He settles down in the brisk wind
And gently alights
And the rest is history!
In a few seconds, its all over
And he's off to catch her a sparrow!
So after watching this repeat a number of times, I decided to go on the street for a closer look. I found the male perched on a abandoned Brownstone.
Another round soon began!
Now if only I could locate their nest! Ah well, I still considered myself lucky to witness such and awesome scene!