Birdies

Just now, a falcon who's been hanging around landed on the streetlamp outside my cubie window, holding a lump in one claw. It looked around, hopped ungainly, looked some more. Bent head, then glanced about again, got ready to eat ...

... and a prairie hawk landed beside it, grabbed the lump, and chased the falcon off. It didn't bother checking, but tore in immediately. Down and feathers floated away for several minutes. Then came the preening, and looking around. The waiting. And -- there, it just flew off.

Possibly because there's a Harris hawk, even larger than it, hopping around the nearby pine tree.

---L.