Well, Saturday’s discoveries were that things aren’t working like clockwork just yet. 

Our female was awoken by three young boys playing Star Wars.  As it got dark, she started calling before the male.  Her calls were all I heard, no trills from him.

She flew out and he soon arrived.  They copulated, she called for a few minutes with him a few feet away, and then they both went across the path to stream.  We could hear her calling.  We left the park to ensure we weren’t interfering with their hunting and bonding.

It’s as though he doesn’t quite know that his role is to keep her feed yet.  This young male may end up needing an additional year to get things right.

Nature keeps reminding me to be humble.  When I think I have it all figured out, she throws me a curve ball.  My guess the other night, that they may have started nesting was premature.