On The Fence

After a few days of difficulty finding the 888 Seventh Avenue fledgling, she was found with her father near the 67th Street Playground, which is just off Central Park West.

The father, whose been giving hunting lessons.
Another shot of the father
The 888 Seventh Avenue fledgling near the two Lawn Bowling greens.
Her attention was focused on something.  There is a gutter around the greens.  I wonder if there is a family of rodents there?
She made some small hops and moved up and down the fence.
Lincoln Karim and I were shooting from opposite sides, and both managed to get blurry pictures of each other.  (Although our pictures might make us look like we’re close to the fledgling, we both kept a safe distance.  Our telephoto lenses flatten the depth of field.)
A bit blurry, but a nice shot to see her feather detail.
he father had stayed put, and the fledgling returned to be with him.  He showed her a Robin’s nest.
Which she jumped on and after a bit followed her father south.
Now you know why Robins and Blue Jays are so bold in attacking Red-tails.