I’ve been enjoying the company of the local Common Kestrels here in Rome. I’ve watched them hunt, be chased by the resident Hooded Crows and perch for long periods atop small trees. They are very wary of my presence so I’ve always kept my distance. I really must bring some camouflage and a small seat with me next time.
As I stand watching, one of the Kestrel pair flies straight towards me with a view of the block of flats behind. My view’s obscured by small bushes but I take the photos anyway:
I love the contrast between the remnants of the natural world and the artificial built-up world we’ve created through its destruction.
Wildlife exists in the cracks between the tame lives we’ve created.