Between work and the heat, I skipped a few days of looking for hawks. Thursday evening by the cathedral I first found Phil the peacock watching over the domain.
Then bumped into Jim and Harry, the two blue peacocks, casually blocking traffic on the exit road from the close. And then despite the lack of robin chips or alarms from other small birds, spotted one of the red-tailed hawk youngsters lurking in a shady spot under the gloomy skies.
He was there for another 10 or 15 minutes, preening and looking around.
Then made a couple quick flights, zipping over to near the Peace Fountain then coming back to somewhere high in the same tree, before disappearing from sight.
With no further sign of activity, it looked like it was time to depart. As I thought about it, Phil came strolling past.