Sometimes it rains raindrops, and sometimes it rains feathers. We were walking along a trail beneath some Douglas-firs the other day, when a shower of feathers floated down on our heads. We backed up and looked above us to see where these were coming from, and there was a Cooper's Hawk busy de-feathering his latest catch. We brushed off the feathers and stood for a while, watching as he systematically plucked and dropped the feathers. They floated slowly on the light breeze to litter the forest floor below. A mixed flock of small birds were chattering around him: chickadees, juncos, a kinglet. They didn't sound alarmed, the danger was over. This was our second Cooper's Hawk in a short distance of 30 feet. The first one was perched low on a tree branch in a nearby hedgerow, keenly searching the ground below it. Cooper's Hawks will move swiftly through tangles of branches to catch their prey, so the hedgerow was good hunting territory--lots of small birds flitting about. Surprisingly, this bird let us get very close to photograph it--it seemed more focused on food than us. Both of these birds were juveniles, with yellow eyes.
Cooper's Hawk with prey
The other Cooper's Hawk, on the hunt
An amazing natural history moment.
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