A fellow Hawk-watcher had seen Bobby circling above the northern border of Washington Square Park a few minutes before I arrived this morning. Bobby looked as though he was hunting the pigeon flock that hangs out there. He flew west out of the park and was gone by the time I got there but that was OK because I got to enjoy seeing Rosie up and about for just under an hour.
She stood up to take a break from warming her hatchlings.
Happy shake:
She landed on an NYU building undergoing some renovations. This building is diagonally across from the nest (northeast).
She was fighting with something at the edge of the roof so we thought she might have pounced on a pigeon she had spied from the nest but no, she was instead tearing at some of the construction plastic!
Regaining her balance:
The two ends of the plastic wafted in the breeze like flapping, struggling pigeon wings so we were still at this point thinking she was subduing a pigeon.
She gathered the plastic in her beak and brought it right back to the nest:
Some rain water was in the gutter. Droplets could be seen falling off of her as she rose:
She quickly incorporated the plastic into the nest before settling down on her babes again:
