Kestrel then and now

We are driving along a dusty road in Italy with telegraph poles alongside it. Every few hundred metres is a Kestrel, or, as they call them in Orkney, a Moosiehaak, perched on top of one. Most of them fly as we approach. This one didn’t:

Kestrel - The Hall of Einar - photograph (c) David Bailey (not the)

I wonder whether it was too full of mouse to be bothered.

Over forty years ago I drew a pencil sketch of a Kestrel in my nature notebooks showing the same plumage:

Kestrel - The Hall of Einar - drawing (c) David Bailey (not the)

I’m in the passenger seat with my elbow stuck out of the window and my camera pointed to the sky:
Kestrel - The Hall of Einar - photograph (c) David Bailey (not the)

It’s time to drive on and let it digest its dinner.

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