Good-looking mask. Which reminds me of the ‘baby’ or young hawk that landed on our condo terrazzo last year. It seemed in distress, alternating between gripping the ledge and banging the glass. It kept cawing and looking as though it was trying to say something. Our concierge confirmed it really was a baby hawk, and called animal services, but by then the hawk flew away.
It wasn’t an eagle but it was a bird of prey, a raptor, and a beautiful one, too.