Nice To Be Wrong
Last Thursday when the continuous all-day drizzle ended, it was already three o'clock when I went outside to be with the dogs. They were happy because they'd been sleeping since our early morning walk, while I was busy in the house.
For the next hour, I heard the eagles almost constantly. Chatting...squawking...chittering...repeatedly...going on about something. Finally, I just couldn't stand it and I had to go in. Dressing in my usual garb for tick and chigger protection, I zipped up my nylon jacket, put on my gloves, draping zoomer around my neck.
Rounding the first bend of the path, there she was. Surprised and startled, she stood motionless. OOPS, I thought waiting for her to make the first move.
Darting through the thick briars, she headed towards the clearing.
Another doe to my left joined her, bolting through the woods totally impervious to the prickers.
Before I even got to my boulders where I sit, one of the eagles sounded the alert. Setting my gaze toward the cluster of pines, I saw an adult take flight and head for the nest disappearing in the pines.
Then, much to my surprise, another adult spread it's wings and took flight. While I stood motionless in my tracks, I watched as it land in another pine beyond the nest. Hidden by a deciduous tree not yet fully engulfed in it's leaves, I got these shots all while keeping my distance.
When I snapped the pic of an adult sitting in the nest the end of April...she wasn't sitting on eggs. She must have been in the "constant brooding" phase, which lasts about three weeks. Then the adult will only brood at night, in inclement weather, or danger.
The chicks sleep a lot and are fed on demand so the adults always have fish in the nest and will sit in nearby trees waiting to tend the young.
It is nice to admit that I was wrong.
It was another gift in time for Mother's Day!
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What did you do for Mother's Day?
Oh, me? That's another story...:)