Breakfast is delivered.

I stood at the base of this tree for over an hour this morning watching the antics of the fledgeling kestrels. I spotted Dad flying in and out, but only when I looked at my photos on the Mac did I see that Dad was carrying what looks big enough to be a rat. The quality of the photo is not great but I was pleased to get the  shot.
In my extra you can see one of the kestrels preparing for flight as it's sibling looks on. Their oft times clumsy efforts are really amusing as well as enchanting to watch. Just a week ago they were fluffy little chicks not venturing from their nest - the rate at which they have developed is nothing short of miraculous.