Last year we had a pair of Kestrel's living in the neighborhood. After their young could fly they were all gone, but two have appeared recently.

This lucky shot was in our back yard.

The Kestrel had stolen a baby Mockingbird from a nearby nest. The mother or father was screeching in the background but I couldn't get an angle to include it.

But I'll settle for this shot and the others I was able to take.

What an experience, as gruesome as it seems.