A juvenile hawk. Maybe a Cooper’s hawk? But the mottling on the chest doesn’t quite look like in Sibley’s. In any case, he scared all the other birds on Lookout Hill away.
Three shots of a ridiculously handsome blackpoll warbler, a squirrel adding funds to his IRA, two shots of a
fluffy bonbon Nashville warbler, a conversation between two blue jays, and two shots of a common yellowthroat posing as America’s sweetheart.