
Outside my office window on Christmas Eve in surprise I spied bits of white suddenly drifting by on the breeze.
I wondered: snow? But the answer: no.
Instead it was feathers — lots of them floating on the current, and shortly thereafter I found the source of the stuff in a peregrine falcon that had made a kill and was tearing it apart atop the roof of the office building adjacent the one I’m in.
Above and below are crappy 12x digizoom images, but the lens isn’t dirty on the bottom snap. The smudges behind the bird are a crop of feathers it’s just torn from its prey (unseen at its feet) and patooey’d into the air.

Nothing says Christmas in Southern California quite like successful predation!
Published by
Will
Will Campbell arrived in town via the maternity ward at Good Sam Hospital way back in OneNineSixFour and has never stopped calling Los Angeles home. Presently he lives in Silver Lake with his wife Susan, their cat Rocky, dogs Terra and Hazel, and a red-eared slider turtle named Mater. Blogging since 2001, Will's web endeavors extend back to 1995 with laonstage.com, a comprehensive theater site that was well received but ever-short on capital (or a business model). The pinnacle of his online success (which speaks volumes) arrived in 1997, when much to his surprise, a hobby site he'd built called VisuaL.A. was named "best website" in Los Angeles magazine's annual "Best of L.A." issue. He enjoys experiencing (and writing about) pretty much anything creative, explorational and/or adventurous, loves his ebike, is a better tennis player than he is horr golfer, and a lover of all creatures great and small -- emphasis on "all."
View all posts by Will