What I saw next will most likely get blogged tomorrow, but further on I met a cooper's hawk. At first I didn't recognize it for what it was because it looked so skinny, but that was because it was stretching to see food.
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Lots of action
You never know what you're going to see once you get into the park. I entered at West 69th and met a flock of grackles, hundreds of them working the lawn. No matter where you looked there were grackles followed shortly by screaming blue jays. Screaming jays often mean there's a hawk in the neighborhood and since this is the immature red-tail's turf I expected to find this hawk. Sure enough, hawk showed up followed by a half dozen caw-ing crows. Hitchcock's "The Birds". Cacophony. The hawk looked around and got out of there. I did too.