I was lucky to see Bobby relieve Rosie of her egg-warming duties before I had to rush off to attend to my Sunday chores.
Bobby obviously had something in his talons upon his approach:
It was probably a rat since it looked gray and fuzzy. He’s such a good provider!
Rosie got up and left the ledge:
She had a nice time off the nest. She stretched her wings, preened, then flew to a few perches.
She circled the sky a few times before disappearing far east from the park. I waited a while for her return but had to give up eventually.
Standing directly under the nest:
Squirrel excited to find its buried nut:
The dogs at the Tompkins Square Park run having a blast:
Thwack!
Oopsie!
