Yesterday morning I watched a Pileated Woodpecker working its way North through a tract of woods behind our property.  It would fly to the bottom of a tree, examine it spiraling up to the top, stopping sporadically to peck briefly, then, fly off to the base of another tree to repeat his foraging -- calling out all the while.
      Later, around 12 noon, my mother and I were walking about the backyard checking for crocuses, daffodils and tulips which are just emerging, when a crow-sized Coopers Hawk (I don't know if it was male or female) swooped around from the front of the house, banked hard when it saw us, then flew up into a row of Hemlock trees that line the North of the property.  Since the Hemlocks' needles are sparce due to Woolly-Adelgid-damage, I could see it sitting in there eyeing us intently.  We believe it was originally headed toward the black-oil bird feeder near our kitchen window, but we blocked its mid-day snack. My mom, who is hard of sight, couldn't see the hawk on its perch, but, after a minute, the hawk gave up, and my mom did see the movement of it flying down and away towards the West into that tract of woods behind our house.