I was in Washington Square Park for a couple of hours Wednesday and missed seeing Bobby during my stay.
Rosie was active flying from perch to perch atop buildings around and just beyond the park during a nest break. She ate small meals at most of them. She eventually returned to the nest and her two babies.
Hello:
Seen through the arch:
Carrying a morsel away to eat:
Unhappy Mockingbird:
Preening out a feather:
Her dinner table is to the left of the white structure:
What might have been Bobby turned out to be a Kestrel or Peregrine Falcon:
Goodnight, Rosie.
