This bird spent practically the entire winter of 1959 in the vicinity of my farm. I saw him on any number of occasions both flying and perched. On one occasion he was circling above me while two Crows dive-bombed him. I did not see a hit, but it had taken place as some of his large feathers were crushed and displaced. I have noticed in other instances that local birds seem to recognize a rare foreigner and resent his presence, and this itself becomes an aid in identification.