For The Birds

I walked into Mom's the other day and asked her what she was doing. "Babysitting!" I looked around and didn't see any little kids running around. Mom has become a devout fan of this website which is a live stream of an eagle's nest with three little chicks. The parents were both off the nest at the time Mom was "Babysitting". She's sort of got me hooked on it too and I find myself checking in on the feathered family often. Seems like the babies literally grow before my eyes.

I'll be honest with you. Most of the time, there's really nothing much going on at the old nestfront. Just Mama Eagle, whom I call Margaret, sitting there keeping watch. But if you check in often enough you see how amazing it is that the parents with, their little walnut sized brains, know exactly what to do. Margaret is the perfect mother. Sheltering her chicks from rain, tearing off just the right tiny bite sized pieces of the carnage laying around the edges of the nest, fluffing up the soft nesting material and "tucking" those babies in at night. It really is something to see.

Margaret is a wild predator but she treats those babies with such careful attention. One might even say love.

In honor of Margaret and her family my goal today was to use the zoom lens to take a picture of a bird. I guess you could say I met my goal but these photos leave much to be desired.

A mourning dove who coos and coos all the time:


Flying: