Pale Male went “to bed” in this week’s usual spot tonight.  Lola flew over to be near him, but kept on going and perched on a tree north of the Met for about ten minutes.   She then went to a tree next to Pale Male’s.  But she didn’t stay and left going south south along the east side of the Great Lawn, where I lost track of her in the twilight.

When I finally think I understand this pair, they always do something that surprises me.  I guess it’s what makes watching them so much fun.

The pictures below are of Pale Male on his roost for the evening.