There's a tree in Valley Forge where the American Kestrels have made a nest. Many mornings I walk over to say hello. This morning Mr. Kestrel caught a little mouse, flew up into a tree, ate his share, then flew over to the tree where the female was waiting. He made the transfer. She took it and ate the rest. Then she flew to the nest and after watching me for a minute, delivered what she had just eaten to her chirping babies inside the tree.
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Awesome shots. A new follower.
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