From West 71st street |
In park, scanned from old slide |
A lostling in the Rambles. I wish I'd brought him home. |
Poor dead flicker near Azalea Pond, 1988. |
Squirrel "House" near the Oven. Sun came out and the babies emerged out of center hole on high. If a raptor circled the whole family vanished downstairs. |
Self explanatory. I've seen this only once in 30 years of nature-watching. |