
I realized I had not finished posting the final chapters of the story of this year’s eagle nest in my neighborhood. These were all taken several mornings back in March while I was at the nest early in the mornings. One morning it was foggy and when I first got to the nest I could see a doe down along the utility field.

Half an hour later as the fog was lifting several more deer showed up. They spent some time playing before heading back into the tall reeds. I’m pretty sure they saw me so I’m not sure if they were showing off for me or they do this every morning.

The baby eagles were almost fully grown and they were being vocal this morning.

Mom was higher up in the tower and was screaming at something.

The new boyfriend had landed on the nest with some food and one of the babies grabbed his leg with his beak and was pulling on him. Max, the father had died a few weeks before (hit by a car) and Mom had found a new boyfriend, Mickey. The babies were still not letting him get on the nest yet. Of course they think he is an intruder even though Mom doesn’t care.

A few days later the babies were working on their wings and the oldest was getting some air. The younger one wasn’t getting as high but had climbed a little farther up the tower. It always makes me nervous at this stage because if they get too much air and fall off the nest they don’t have the wing strength yet to get back up. Several years ago this happened and the residents living here called Louise, the eagle rescuer to come get the baby and take it to a rehabber. Since this an electric tower they can’t put the baby back up on the nest since they would have to cut off the electricity to a big part of the area for a while to get it back up.

I turned around and saw this lady staring at me.

One morning a flock of glossy ibis flew by.

The deer couple came walking by. I had seen them a week earlier.

Watching the sun go down behind me one afternoon.
Stay tuned to see if the babies start flying.




































































































