Two Cooper's hawk fledglings, just chilling in a spread of pine boughs.
I didn't feel like running today, but I forced myself to go to the park. Toward the end of the first lap, I saw a cluster of people looking up into a tree. I almost didn't stop because there's that suspicious part of my brain that always says, "It's like a snipe hunt. They're just standing there so you'll stop and stand there, too, and the joke is THAT THERE'S REALLY NOTHING THERE TO LOOK AT."
But I stopped and asked and it wasn't a joke . . . just a pair of amazing birds, right in the heart of the city.