The kestrel hangs in the ripped, quicksilver-bleeding, smoking sky, pushing into the wind.
Have they yet dissected, replicated that tiny skull and falcon eye, to find out how it sees?
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Up the road or down, sometimes further afield, often not for long, we're out most days.
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What a fascinating thought! Can the kestrel see a huge sweep, or just a lasered beam?
That's what I wondered, they see so precisely, a vole in the grass, say, but must be aware of a wider spatial perspective also. We know how rapidly our perspective changes once in flight too.
But I don't really like the thought of them taking its head apart to find out, though I daresay something of the kind has been done. I prefer just to wonder really!
Thanks for visiitng.
This thought has stayed with me, Lucy. Sometimes I'm dreadfully incurious about things, but now I want to know how/what a bird sees!
(And do some birds see better than others?) I was just reading Dick's description of the red kite, from a week ago, and I wondered if it thrilled to that iced-over world much as we did.
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