All Quiet On The Southern Front

With Junior giving Charlotte a break midday, it’s very quiet looking at the nest in the late afternoon/early evening.

Looking up at the nest from the “Little Hill” (the small hill between 6th and 7th Avenues just north of the Essex House just inside the park), one can’t see any activity in the late afternoon.  You might even think the nest was empty.
But Charlotte is safely tucked in at the back of the nest keeping her eggs warm.
The sun is still low in April, so for the most part the nest is in shadows much of the late afternoon.
The nest has fresh twigs, some of which are budding.
Although the trees still have a ways to go, green is replacing brown as the dominant color in the park.
Note that the Beresford, Pale Male and Lola’s west side perch has a view of Junior and Charlotte’s nest.
When the sun peaks through the office towers, the gray of the nest’s building turns a wonderful golden color.
It was cold up there, about 40 degrees with high wind gusts.
Day turns to dusk and the lights go on in the park and the George Washington Bridge.
Charlotte is all tucked in for the evening.  The bright lights on the lower left are from the gardens of Tavern on the Green, a popular restaurant and hunting area for Junior.

Sunday, 3-26-06 through Saturday, 4-1-06

Sunday was a fairly standard fly out.

Monday, an Eastern-Screech Owl and a Saw-Whet Owl were found dead in the park.  The Eastern-Screech Owl was banded.  Our owl takes a long time to appear which starts me worrying.  She finally appears around 6 p.m.

On Tuesday we learn that the Eastern Screech-Owl found dead was a Red Morph.  Sadly, this means the Eastern Screech-Owl we’re watching may now be the only one in the Southern section of the park.  This evening we are led by constant calling on a long trip up into the Humming Tombstone area of the Ramble.  It looks like the owl is insect catching (moths?), high in the upper branches of budding trees.

Wednesday, she quickly gives us the slip.

Thursday, her standard perch, then her next favorite perch and then she give us the slip.

Friday and Saturday, I spend in other areas of the park.

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Wild Turkey

On Sunday around 5:30 p.m. I ran into Bob Levy, who said there were reports of a large bird west of the Lake.  We went to see what was there and within minutes saw a Wild Turkey.  After about 40 minutes, it flew up into a tree and roosted for the night.  What a nice ending to a day of very mixed weather.

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