Cooper’s Hawks continue to dominate my transects. At one, there is a marsh, usually very active with birdlife. As I approached, I was struck by the silence. I scared up some mallards and wood ducks, but then noticed an adult Coop sitting quietly on a dead tree. Imagine my surprise when a juvenile whizzed by, chasing a screaming green heron! A bird bigger than him! Of course he was unsuccessful, staring glumly at the patch of cattails his prey disappeared into. At least the marauding got me a bird I knew was there, but hadn’t been able to pick up. An alarmed Sora cried out while one of the juvenile Coops was flushing other birds. A pair of Pied-billed Grebes ignored the chaos.
Later I re-found the Peregrine Falcon I saw on a previous transect. He attacked a Northern Flicker I was admiring, but didn’t get him! As I walked past, this nervous nelly almost flew, but as you can see from the picture decided I wasn’t that scary.
On my last route of the week, it was quiet, but walking back to my car I saw a Mississippi Kite perched over the path. Talk about stoic! He didn’t seem to give a darn that I was directly under him, snapping photos like a raptor paparazzi!
Keep watching nature, you never know what will turn up!