Firsts of the Season

Spring's come to Prague, and the kestrels are a-screetching. Which is music to their ears, if no one else's...



Actually, kestrels are close to Trey's heart. Maybe it's the imprinting from Ken Loach's fine movie, 'Kes', or maybe it's how these birds thrive in spite of Man's depredations. Hey – maybe it's simply that they're a good-lookin', graceful creature.

Meanwhile a first lonely swift cut across the courtyard today. Another noisy bird, sure, but a good omen for the tee-shirted weather to come.

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