My office, perched atop MaisonBlue as it is, might offer a view, except there is
a huge tree that basically blocks the window (an evergreen, no less, so this is
a year-round blockage). This doesn't bother me though, because I enjoy watching
the antics of the birds and squirrels in the tree, so this is a bit of nature TV
(a tailless squirrel is walking by my window as I write these words), and a bit
of compensation for when we moved out of the concrete jungle, leaving behind the
mama mourning dove that annually raised broods on our fire escape. This is a bit
more of a taste of actual nature than that formerly citified view, though... for
example, one of the things I get to see on occasion is the incredible feistiness
of blue jays, who when they are worked up will chase after all the other birds,
up to and including the huge crows we get around here. None of this prepared me
for yesterday though, when after catching a flurry of motion through the window,
I saw some manner of bird of prey perched in the tree... not terribly large
(smaller than a crow, for instance), but clearly a falcon, hawk, or perhaps even
an eagle (I poked around the 'net to see if I could identify a mug shot, but so
far have no positive ID). The wild thing here is that he was holding a bird in
his talons... that's right, if I had happened to be watching a moment earlier, I
would have seen him snag his prey, rather than just sense the motion. I then did
get to watch in fascination from just a couple of feet away as he plucked and
devoured his prize. Living in the suburbs is not exactly like being on the wild
frontier, but I imagine there are naturalists and forest rangers that haven't
ever gotten such a close-up view of this scenario I encountered yesterday.