Isn't it funny? Yesterday I caught a family of kestrels in the meadow behind our house at about 150 yards. Today a red kite occupied exactly the same fence pole that I had caught the kestrel on yesterday in my gallery contribution. Seems like a claim for territory is going on: the kestrels kept sailing around that pole all the time.
Remember the Stones singing "Hey, you, get off of my fence, pardon, cloud."