Sunday Morning Peregrinations

Dad’s hanging out with them this morning after feeding them.  I’m concerned about the smallest one.  He’s(?) noticeably smaller and less active than the other two, who are now staggering around the nest box and starting to preen themselves.  They’re learning how to be falcons.  The sun is shining on the box horizontally.

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