On Marathon Sunday, I came into a park full of runners. The marathon route goes right through Pale Male and Lola's territory.
I walked around the Great Lawn and saw a hawk skim just above ground level from the center of the lawn to the eastern edge. The hawk grabbed a small bird and then jumped into a low branch of a small tree between two baseball diamonds. The bird was the immature hawk that Lola has been tolerating and to some observers, has even been playing with.
After looking for the immature hawks perch without success, I returned to the Great Lawn to discover Pale Male had moved to the East Pinetum.