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Ornithology
So last month as I was walking Thing One home from the chiropractor (long story....), I saw a couple of guys pointing and staring up into a small tree. When I followed their lead, I saw a bright green parrot (well, some kind of psittacid -- I don't know them all apart). And another. And another. They took off and were joined by at least half a dozen more from other trees. I had heard there were parrots in Brooklyn, but didn't know they had moved to Queens. December in New Yawk....
Yesterday as I was taking the Things on a routine walk to excrete and check their p-mail, I saw a red-tailed hawk in the top of a tall tree in the front yard of a house. It flew away, and another flew into the same tree. At least one of them seemed to be carrying a stick in its mouth; nesting pair? In retrospect, I don't know why it was surprising: we live two blocks from a square mile of forested park, but I've never seen hawks here in my residential neighborhood.
Yesterday as I was taking the Things on a routine walk to excrete and check their p-mail, I saw a red-tailed hawk in the top of a tall tree in the front yard of a house. It flew away, and another flew into the same tree. At least one of them seemed to be carrying a stick in its mouth; nesting pair? In retrospect, I don't know why it was surprising: we live two blocks from a square mile of forested park, but I've never seen hawks here in my residential neighborhood.
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I see them all over the place here -- even feeding in our yard on the pigeons that roost on the one tall house in the neighborhood, and the squirrels that a neighbor delights in feeding. (Rob's old boss used to grumble and grouse about the squirrels raiding his bird-feeder until the day he saw a red-tail take a squirrel at the feeder. "OK so feeding the squirrels IS feeding the birds -- just at one remove!")
Unfortunately one winter we also had a Cooper's Hawk come through a window into the house. That's a long story, but short version is Rob caught it at neck&feet before he realized how stuuuupit that had been. We wrapped it in a blanket (and saw the claws come THROUGH the wool) and took it to the Audobon Society because it had a cut near one eye. They re-released it when they were sure it could still hunt. That part was all cool--the awful aftermath was we had a broken window & storm window in the middle of winter...