Coops

While watching the Bald Eagle at Valley Water, I noticed a familiar silhouette in the distance. The bird flew closer, perching in a tree nearer the Baldie. But looking the other way.

Adult Astur cooperii with very full crop. The next thing I knew there was a Red-tail buzzing the eagle before landing in this tree. The Cooper’s flew off.

Later, once the Bald Eagle flew away from Sylvan Water with fish lunch in claws, I heard a high-pitched whiny sound I first thought was a squirrel in distress. Then I realized it was a Cooper’s, this time a juvenile. And another was answering! This one flew off, but the other one, on a nearby tree, flew past me before landing:

So three different Cooper’s in one morning in Green-Wood.

Peace, man.