Sunday, May 24, 2015

An Afternoon at the Bench-Pale Male and Octavia's Nest 5/23/2015 Part 1

 927 Fifth Avenue...all times PM.

For the moment, while we can still definitely  tell them apart due to differences in maturation, let's call the first eyass hatched, 1, the middle eyass, 2, and the baby, 3.

1:52:51 The eyasses are active and watching for their parents. 1 and 2 are getting quite adept at walking.  3 isn't really up off her haunches much. 

(As we don't know the sex of the eyasses yet, and as was done as a tribute to Queen Elizabeth back in the day, all hawks of unknown sex are referred to as "she".)

1:53:40 Here they are in a row sporting their differences in maturation.  One is walking upright with the darkest wing feathers.  Two is not quite as adept at walking and has  paler colored wing feathers.  Three, the baby, sleeps more and is the least mobile.
1:55:08 Three is awake, Two is attempting to shelter from the sun but still be aware of when the next meal may be coming, and One has disappeared from sight into the nest.
1:55:30  Two's interest is piqued by, no doubt, a glimpse of a parent.  Note her crop is bulging already.
1:55:32  But two seconds later, no joy, she's turned back around again.

1:56:44  Maybe something is going on to the North or are we considering an interaction with Three?

2:08:42 They are definitely seeing something of interest but our view from the Bench which is on the ground of course is obscured by being low and shaded by foliage
2:09:31  What are they looking at or for?

2:10:01 Ta da! Pale Male is discovered on the Beresford.  See him? He is on the third light counted from the left on the row of light fixtures between the green tiled roof and the stone of the building.  They may have been watching him make his way over there.
2:11:06 Pale Male was suddenly gone.  He went somewhere and now he's back but on a different light.

2:11:16 One is heading south toward the other two.  Okay One as a name isn't going to work.  (As in the first sentence are we talking any single eyass or a particular eyass?  (Suggestions for descriptive baby names until they have more character?)

2:11:34    They are looking the opposite direction of Dad.  It's a good bet that Mom is over there.  

Much More to Come...but it's currently 12:32 AM...

Happy Hawking!
Donegal Browne

Saturday, May 23, 2015

Lunch at the Pale Male's

Pale Male and Octavia's eyass toddles south.

She suddenly looks up.
It's Octavia doing a fly by.
And she has a rodent for lunch.
 Coming in for a landing.
Octavia checks on everyone.
Then it is lunch for all.
Dad does a fly by.
 Then back to business.
Littlest gets his.
Pale Male does a fly-over of the Bench.
 Octavia watches the sky as eyass toddles south.
 All the eyasses have settled down.
 I head for the other side of the Model Boat Pond, cross under the trees near the East wall of Central Park, and find a hole in the foliage.  And there she is, Octavia the ever vigilant, still scanning Central Park.

Happy Hawking!
Donegal Browne