Jordan Lake. Mom Kate has not yet laid her eggs. This morning I listened to the two of them chattering for 2 hours in the trees, but I could not see them. Then out of the trees burst Petruchio and right behind was Kate. They dashed across the Cove and disappeared. I will be checking again tomorrow.
Jordan Lake, Christmas Day 2021.
peace and grace, Doc Ellen
Jordan Lake: You know how youngsters, of any species, always go for the biggest chunk of food? This first winter herring gull caught a rather large fish, and, yes, managed to eat the whole thing!
Jordan Lake. The air temperature was 40°F. Birds are meticulous about staying clean. I would not want to jump in the lake with the air that cold and water temperature of 50°F, but both the eastern bluebirds and the cedar waxwing (to the right) did just that! They enjoyed their baths. Brrr!
This morning I watched Mama Godiva fly into the upper reaches of a dead tree and snatch a branch out to use to repair her nest. It was a rather pointy and many branched section that she had. But she did manage to get it into the nest. I’ve often wondered when I watch the bald eagles do this, as in the first picture, how the eagle don’t get all tangled up in all the other branches around them. But they make it in and they make it out and they make it to the nest! Go mama Godiva go.
Jordan Lake: Captain Doug and I had just checked the nest and there wasn’t anybody at home. When all of a sudden high through the trees came Captain Dad. He was in a big hurry and he was headed upstairs, so to speak. As you can see he caught up with his lady. That’s Captain Mom in the lead in the photos of the pair in flight. They went up in the air, circling higher and higher and higher and finally got totally out of our sight. Eagles like doing that kind of flying! Especially together as a pair.
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