Quiet Day In Central Park
Saturday was a quiet day in Central Park. I saw both parents, Pale Male and Octavia, but no fledglings. Pale Male was on the Carlyle Hotel and Ocatavia was on a windowsill on a building at 72nd and Fifth.
Saturday was a quiet day in Central Park. I saw both parents, Pale Male and Octavia, but no fledglings. Pale Male was on the Carlyle Hotel and Ocatavia was on a windowsill on a building at 72nd and Fifth.
For about an hour two adult hawks perched and preened (sometimes each other) on the SE tower of The Beresford Apartments at 81st and Central Park West. I suspect it was Pale Male and Octavia, but it could be the pair of hawks that tired to establish a nest in the 90’s earlier this season. (We’re in molting season, so I.D.s get harder to get right this time of year.)
In late July or early August depending on the year, it becomes harder and harder to find the fledglings on a regular basis. By this time of year they’re spread out and exploring a wider and wider area.
So, on Sunday, I was happy to find a reliable old timer, Pale Male sitting in a favorite spot, while an American Robin protested. He stayed in the same tree for the longest time before moving slightly to a calmer location near the Azalea Pond.
It took awhile to find them but I ended up seeing two of the Fifth Avenue fledglings on Sunday just south of the building used as a cafe and model boat storage area for the Model Boat Pond.
One had just eaten a pigeon it had caught on its own. These innocent looking fledglings are not so innocent anymore!
I’m back from Montana and went to the park on Sunday evening. It was great to see the youngsters playing on the ground, chasing each other and going after squirrels and sticks. It was nice to realize there was nature in New York City and not just in a National Park.
Fifth Avenue has a second fledgling. Both fledglings had been around the Levin Playground in the afternoon, with one sibling still on the nest.
I was only able to find one fledgling this evening. It was being tag teamed by a number of Bluejays. I think it got hit about ten times before the jays gave up. What a first day in the real world!