Saturday, May 5th

Chris joined me this evening, as well as some locals from the neighborhood this evening. 

One couple told us about an Eastern Screech-Owl that was on their windowsill at 1 a.m. about three weeks ago.  They live on Central Park West.  This is consistent with research done after the initial reintroduction of the owls into the park and our experiences last year.  However, it always surprises me when I hear these stories.

Tonight after the fly out, we watched one of the owls hunt a rodent.  I think the owl missed, but it was a wonderful sight to see.   (It happened too quickly for photographs however.)

The fledgling on the left.
The parents
The fledgling moves up onto the main branch.
The fledgling out into the open first.
More head rubbing action.
Some intense study before the rodent hunt.

Eastern Screech-Owls 2007

I’ve been photographing three Eastern Screech-Owls for about five weeks.  As I did last year, I’ve waited to release these photographs until after the owls had left their nest cavity and are now sleeping in high tree branches.

Despite my fears this winter that there were no Eastern Screech-Owls left in the Central Park, on Monday, not only did I see the three owls I’ve been studying but also a new adult bringing my count for the day to four.

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Thursday, May 3rd

A wonderful 60 degree evening with a crystal clear sky.  Chris, her dog Fig, Maureen and I were the regulars for the evening.

The owls resting spots for the day. Left to right, fledgling, Herringbone and Trident.
Fledgling is looking more and more like an adult each day.
Vertical stripes on its chest are coming in.
It’s flying much better, knows how to land, but still has some juvenile behaviors, like head bobbing.
Herringbone returned to the nest cavity.
The fledgling with the “adult chest”
All three were together briefly across the drive, where we then lost them.  One moved while this picture was being taken, so it appears as a ghost.

Waiting for them to grow up

At St. John the Divine we know there are babies because of the feeding behavior of the parents, but because of the deep bowl and height of the nest they aren’t visible.  I keep waiting for one of the eyasses to be strong enough to pop its head up.  But it just hasn’t happened yet.  On Thurdsay, we got to see the parents do feedings, saw both of them off the nest, and saw the male with a mouse.  Everything but an eyas!

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Wednesday, May 2nd

A nice evening, with Marie, Jim, Chris and myself watching the owls.

The fledgling gives us a stretch.
A fledgling
Trident
A fledgling on a low fence post.
The parents do more head rubbing this evening.
They even do it in front of the little one.  Will the fledgling soon be odd man out?