More Hawk Chasing in Central Park

September 3, the evening after Pale Male hung batlike from a tree, he posed for pictures near the restrooms at Maintenance Meadow, then swooped down, caught a rat, and ate the rat on the ground. Did he mantle the rat because he remembered what happened when he flew too soon to a tree the night before, or did he mantle it because Octavia was nearby and he was not going to give her any until he was good and ready? At any rate, when he finished half the rat, he did give the remainder to Octavia on Cedar Hill, and she ate a lot of it before flying off.

Pale Male in the Ramble, September 3, 2016

Pale Male in the Ramble, September 3, 2016

On September 4, I saw Pale Male after he had raided a squirrels' nest and ate a baby squirrel. I was able to photograph him in the Ramble and on Cedar Hill. On September 5 after the Yankees game and before my singing workshop, I lucked into Fred Hawk over the bridle path south of the Reservoir, north of the west Pinetum. I hadn't seen him this close for quite a while, and it was nice to just watch him for a while.

Fred Hawk, over the bridle path south of the Reservoir, September 5, 2016

Fred Hawk, over the bridle path south of the Reservoir, September 5, 2016

There is some rat eating in the first video. Just posing in the second.

Pale Male and Octavia, on September 3. The last two photos are Octavia.

Pale on September 4, and a grieving squirrel.

Fred Hawk, over the bridle path south of the Reservoir. He flew here after a brief stop in the Pinetum across the transverse.

Dinner With Pale Male, the Red-Tailed Bat

Friday evening, Sept. 2, 5:15 p.m. Pale Male is perched in a tree over Iphigene's Walk in the Ramble. He has been hunting in the area recently (I last saw him here on Aug. 24). Is he aware of the little brown rabbit that someone abandoned in Maintenance Meadow? Is that why he is hunting here?

Pale Male swoops down to the west side of the restroom building and catches a small rat. He takes it back near Iphigene's Walk and eats it swiftly. He sits some more, looking around.

5:35 p.m. Pale Male swoops back to the building and grabs another rat. He subdues it with his talons, and this time flies south with it, then heads east. When next seen, he is hanging upside from a small tree by one talon, batlike, the rat in his beak. Is he in trouble, or a trapeze artist? We held our breaths.

Pale Male, Batbird?

Pale Male, Batbird?

After what seems like forever but is actually about a minute, he lets go of the tree and lands on the ground, repositions the rat in his talons, and flies back to a tree over Maintenance Meadow and has his second course.

Pale Male after the trapeze act.

Pale Male after the trapeze act.

Once finished, he flies north over the 79th Street transverse and perches in a pine tree, surrounded by soft needles.

I put together a video of the evening dramatics with the famous red-tailed hawk. It's a Bird! It's a Bat! It's Pale Male! is one of my favorites!

I was able to take some nice photos. This was a truly remarkable evening with a truly remarkable bird.

Monarch Metamorphosis, Caterpillar Stage

On August 31, monarch caterpillars were chomping down on the milkweed in the garden east of the model boat pond (Conservatory Pond). These are monarch larvae, in the 5th instar stage, just before they go into the pupa stage and become chrysalises. What these striped critters aspire to is the magnificent monarch butterfly we are blessed with at this time of year.

Monarch butterfly, BEFORE

Monarch butterfly, BEFORE

Monarch butterfly, AFTER

Monarch butterfly, AFTER

I did a Silly Video to celebrate all that munching, called Monarch Wannabes. I set it to music by Charles Gounod, including the "Funeral March of the Marionette," which is also known as Alfred Hitchcock's theme music. To be a living being that goes through all these stages, to live such a short time, seems amazing — almost Hitchcockian!

Some more photos of the creepy crawlers. So much fun to watch, but they chomp for 3 to 5 days, so are probably building their new homes and hanging out now (apparently, they should be called pupa or chrysalises, not cocoons, because the monarchs don't create silken coverings).

There are a number of sites discussing the life cycle of the monarch butterfly. I like the National Wildlife Federation site, but I had fun looking at other sites.