So yesterday I'm on my way home and driving down Fifth two blocks from home. It's noon and hot -- we have been threatening to hit record highs all week. The monsoon is lurking around, we got a good drenching the night before.
I'm approaching the bridge over the wash, there are railings on either side made from 2inch in diameter pipes. Just before I get there a variegated streak appears before me. She slips between the bars about three feet off the ground gliding like Death herself searching for unsuspecting doves.
I stopped and watched her continue on down the wash away from her nest in a nearby eucalyptus tree. Her parenting is done for this season so all you male Cooper's beware, she wants no sight of interlopers in her hunting territory.
I got the picture shown above off FB from an Audubon posting. It shows a female Cooper's in mid flight but my sighting yesterday was gliding flat like a knife blade through the air.
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