I have seen some red-tailed hawks aloft now and then, but my Coopers have been gone all summer. Not sure where they go.
I was thinking it would be so nice to get a picture of a hawk beside my neighbor’s pink roses while they are still in bloom; and wouldn’t you know, a huge one came calling. He planted himself not in the many shadows of my east yard, as the blue hour was upon us and only a portion of the yard was sunlit. He positioned himself in perfect sight of my window by the roses in the soft evening light.
I fired off a few shots, then gently opened the door and shot as I walked toward him. He was totally unintimidated by me and only flew off when our collie came running down the walk. I welcomed him, all the time saying, “Please don’t kill my birdies!”