Raptor Wednesday

Ten years ago, I saw my first Green-Wood Cemetery Bald Eagle. Not over the cemetery, but perched, briefly, on a pine within it. The bird flew when the limb it was one broke off. I’ve seen a few more since. Last Tuesday, I saw two together for the first time.

I followed them around for half an hour. They were making noises like raptors in love, but each time my view was blocked so I never saw if they mated. (Seems late in the season?)

This one, the male (smaller), tangled with a couple of Red-tailed Hawks, who were dwarfed by the bird.

Here’s the larger female. There’s still some dark in her tail, meaning she’s probably younger than the male.

Neither bird was banded.