Not the greatest photo, but I saw my first kestrel in Lyon today.
Buzzards by the bucketload but kestrels, not so much.
And I learnt a new word in French – une crécerelle.
Feels like a good time to quote my favourite poem – the Windhover by Gerard Manley Hopkins. – which contains French words.
I caught this morning morning’s mignon.
Kingdom of daylight’s dauphin
Gerard Manley Hopkins
Thrown to (the) Lyon 