This is exactly why I carry a camera with me at all times. On my walk home across Boston Common today I spied a juvenile Cooper’s Hawk, and made a few photos while he/she ate a pigeon in the snow near Tremont Street.
The meal began just before I arrived on the scene.
Oh he’s looking at me.
Mmm, pigeon innards.
He’s looking at me again. It was hard to get a profile shot because he turned as I circled.
Showing off some plumage or reaching to get feathers out of his mouth.
And finally, the Derp face.
Great shots. It’s disconcerting and mesmerizing to look straight into the eyes of a hawk.