Mark Twain’s advice was to eat a live frog each morning for breakfast. That way, he said, you are assured that nothing worse will happen to you all day.
The reverse of that is to see a falcon each morning. That way you are assured that nothing better will happen to you all day. Walking along yesterday on a field trip, thinking that very few birds had shown themselves, flying not more than 10 feet directly overhead and moving far too fast for a slow-witted photographer to get the camera up, came a Prairie Falcon.
It was the best thing of an otherwise fine day.
And have you ever noticed how thinking you haven’t see many birds suddenly conjures up one? It is a sure-fire method for a sighting.