Frustaration

Spent several hours putting together an extensive post today, mostly about Tecumseh, one of the truly great leaders and statesmen this land has produced.
If you still want to read about him, let me know.
Saw a raptor in silhouette this week which could only have been a Prairie Falcon. Okay, it should not be here, and my first rule of ID is if it's not supposed to be here, it probably isn't. But there is nothing else that size and shape on the continent.
On 513, Miami CR 1050E, just south of the Wabash Co. line, there was a beautiful little kestrel.
A quarter-mile further, a red tail sat on the upper crossarm of a fifty foot power pole.
How people can fly by these magnificent hunters beats the shit out of me.
If hungry enough, the American Kestrel will take birds much larger than itself. And a red tail is hell on cottontails, which outweigh it on average a half-pound, or 20% it's body weight, for perspective.
Slow down and check them out, They are here, in the largest populations of your lifetime.
They are beautiful.
They are majestic.
They are awesome.