Wednesday, March 25, 2015

Amateur hour

You see, gentlemen, not only have your own efforts failed, but you've rather queered the pitch for everyone else.

—from the film version of Frederick Forsyth's Day of the Jackal

Also in the San Luis Valley, Ellie spotted this juvie redtail hunting prairie dogs (Gunnison's, I think), and making a bad show of it. I'm guessing it was mice and not Cynomys that carried this hapless bird through the Colorado winter to March...and in my mind's eye, I'm picturing an adult ferruginous hawk perched in the distance, seething...

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