Today was a federal holiday in the US (Presidents Day) so a lot of people, including me, had the day off from work.
Bobby and Rosie hung out together a lot today. Although I did not see them copulate, they were palling around nicely the three hours I was with them.
Bobby as seen on Judson Memorial Cross through the park's arch:
Pigeons gathered together. Safety in numbers in the presence of the hawks:
Bobby floated and soared to the trees:
Returning to the cross:
Bobby flew a block south before returning to the park:
Bobby on the building on the southwest corner of the park:
Rosie soon joined him:
Rosie on the left, Bobby on the right:
Rosie flew north:
Bobby stayed where he was:
She flew to the top of 2 Fifth Avenue and was perched out of sight for a minute:
She appeared and flew above the park carrying something soft and fuzzy. She had taken something from the roof of the apartment building! It looked almost like part of a bath mat, that kind of material. There is construction being done to the building so it could also be a rag a worker left behind.
She brought it to the cross:
Bobby watched her:
She took the material to the nest:
Bobby flew to the top of the cross:
Rosie stayed in the nest for a few minutes, obviously manipulating the material into the nest. Perhaps it is the soft bed or a reinforcement for a side of the nest.
Rosie left the nest and flew to the side of a building on the eastern side of the park:
She then circled above the park a few times:
Bobby joined her in the air. They both circled above in the sky then traveled to a mews just north of the park.
Rosie chased a flock of pigeons about. She had a full crop so had obviously eaten recently so was probably playing with the pigeons as she usually does.
She found a scaffolding perch to relax on:
Bobby appeared and flew to a perch across from her:
He flew closer to Rosie:
He flew to a lower area. He was out of sight for a few minutes before returning:
Bobby upon his return:
The flock of pigeons sat tightly together:
He flew back over the park then far east:
Rosie left her perch soon after:
She sat on a perch on a terrace at 2 Fifth Avenue for only several seconds before flying off and to the cross again:
Bobby had swooped around and perched on the cross again. She perched on the roof top below him:
She then joined him:
Bobby flew to a perch south of the church:
Bobby flew to the nest then to a building along the park.
Rosie flew over Bobst Library and out of sight for the rest of the night.
Bobby flew to the Red Roost Inn to sleep: