All the parent eagles are busy repairing nests and getting ready for a new season of eaglets.
 
First Nest
 
This is Petruchio eyeing the repair work on the nest.
 
He soon left to get another branch or a talon full of soft material for the nest cup.
 
 
This is Momma Kate headed across the cove.
Kate is usually one of the very first to begin laying eggs – usually between December 24 and January 1.

 

 

The trees across the lake erupted in noise and birds.
A flock of crows exploded from the trees.
In the middle of the crow crowd was a red-tailed hawk.
As you can see, the crow was quite direct in expressing his feelings.
The rest of the crow flock followed along, screaming encouragement to their cousin.
I never saw any feathers fly and the whole assemblage disappeared over the top of the trees.

2 year-old bald eagles will do just about anything to get a meal …
especially if it means little work on their part.
I watched the gull catch the fish and suddenly drop it.
The young eagle swooped in,
snagged the fish from right at the lake’s surface
and headed for shore where he consumed the gull’s catch.

There was a lot of splashing way, way, way across the lake from me.  A bald eagle had found a small raft of American Coots – about 20 of the birds.  The bald eagle began to harass them with, I am sure, some serious intent to have coot for breakfast.  The coot’s best defense is to madly splash water up into the air to confuse the eagle’s aim and for the smaller bird to then dive.  Every coot in the raft was doing its best to evade the eagle.  The coot would rather dive than fly.  The photography is not the greatest, but I decided to share the action with all of you.  One of these days I hope to be able to fulfill the top goal on my bucket list and get a longer lens.  Thank you for putting up with my efforts!