Entre Les Murs

Domesticity

Yesterday evening, while I was chopping and simmering, the male kestrel showed up.  He had a mouse in his talons and he wanted everyone to see it.  I'm reasonably pleased with my spaghetti sauce, but nowhere near as proud as he was of that mouse.

This morning they were both around for a little while.  He was shifting the dirt around on their window ledge while she watched from a railing.  I must say, he doesn't seem to be much of a nest builder.  Remember what happened last time guys, when we woke up one morning and the egg was on a roof two stories down.  I'm not saying it's anybody's fault; just maybe you should try using some twigs and straw.

posted 11.4.07