Extraordinary circumstances led me to meet the silliest young Habicht you could ever imagine. I mean, this idiot made city centre home and would just sit there and look back at the very few passers-by who would notice and try to figure out what this thing was doing there.
Birds of prey are impressive, but I don't normally feel a strong connection with them. However, feelings are unpredictable, and in this case, this encounter with this goofy, clumsy guy will remain in my memory forever.
Never forget that an untouched patch of trees among concrete will bring life, wonderful wildlife, to any place. And yes, it was hot. đ„”
Habicht đ„ (goshawk) im Oberen Schlossgarten, Stuttgart-Mitte.













