Evening Feeding
I’ve been busy with the Washington Square fledge, so I haven’t been able to get to Fifth Avenue for awhile. They’ve really matured since I last saw them.
As usually happens just before dusk, the mother fed them.
I’ve been busy with the Washington Square fledge, so I haven’t been able to get to Fifth Avenue for awhile. They’ve really matured since I last saw them.
As usually happens just before dusk, the mother fed them.
A late afternoon snack of Rock Pigeon for the fledgling at Washington Square. Hawk watchers saw a feeding earlier in the day, as well. All seems to be going well and I would suspect we will have the fledgling in the park in a few days.
I was in Washington Square Park for a few hours in the middle of the afternoon. They fledgling had just been fed before I arrived and was out of sight.
However, the parents were doing a good job of keeping a close eye on her. The father, also kept Kestrel watch and did a good job of being a decoy. He had managed to keep the Kestrels far away from where the fledgling is located.
I was at work with the eyass fledged just before noon, but reports are she had a wonderful long flight to another N.Y.U. building.
I ended up seeing her later in the day. She’s ended up in a safe place, and I would suspect she will take her time getting to the park.
Her exact location was posted in some blog posts, and I would recommend that individuals and the media be a little vague in reporting her location from now one. Now that she’s in public places, she is at risk from people who might accidentally harass her or worse.
At other New York City nests, many hawks watchers privately share fledgling locations with people they know and are careful not to post specifics in public forums, chat rooms, blogs or websites. It’s a good practice and one I hope will be followed in Washington Square.
The only child at Washington Square fledged just before Noon today. Andy Newman and Emily S. Rueb have a nice post about the fledge on the New York Times City Room blog.
Good luck kid!
I arrived just as a rainstorm broke loose. The eyass was flapping like crazy. The most excited I’ve seen. Unfortunately, my equipment was in my bag staying dry.
After the storm the eyass just relaxed until nightfall. The only excitement was a set of attacks on one of the parents by an American Kestrel. No harm done but the Kestrel must have made thirty passes at the parent.