Am looking forward to heading to SD soon to see the wonderful goodies that are always there. Turns out - goodies are everywhere in the metro area, too. I headed to one of my fave little hangouts before the gym, and found this female just-fledged kestrel. I'd always thought that just being a kestrel got your street-cred; turns out she thought that, too, and we were both wrong. She was trying her best with "I'MAKESTREL-I'MAKESTREL-I'MAKESTREL" and the bluebirds, mourning dove and house finch in her tree really weren't all that concerned. To make matter even more embarassing, a male yellow warbler was actually scolding her as he was on his way to deliver food for his young.


She took off, flew around a bit, came back, and tried once more to convince the neighborhood that she WAS SOMEBODY.

Finally, in the ultimate show of disrespect, two eastern kingbirds - let's remember that their Latin name is
Tyrannus tyrannus (king of kings) - decided to come over and mess with her by diving at her head. Poor kestrel. She took off and went to nurse her bruised pride.
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