Originally posted 19 May 2017

Five days ago I witnessed a powerful augury which may lend itself to some of your meditations. A hawk was gliding overhead, steady, silent, strong. Then at one point a common grackle took offense and began to pester the hawk mercilessly. Maybe it strayed too near a nest or a mate, or perhaps the mere presence of an apex-species upset the lesser bird’s sense of precious ‘safety’. Whatever the cause, the grackle flew around and bombarded the hawk with a barrage of dives and cackles, and the raptor was clearly about to be forced to notice the offending vermin.