Perhaps some backstory is needed. When we first moved up here, we found a hawk that hunted in our area around Morning Side Park. We spotted him flying right in front of our window (we are on the 10th floor, and the park is way below us) on the look out for food.
|The park as feeding grounds|
|Watching... When they ate it was on the green gable behind.|
|The nest he and his partner shared... (and where they are in the top picture)|
Funny how the simple things in life - even life itself, make you feel joy when news makes you feel like shit.