It’s not every day … or even every year you get to look down into an eagle’s nest. They are, after all, perched high in the firs where they won’t be bothered much. They like a good view of their hunting grounds and probably a better view of raiding crows who seem to be fond of attacking their huge adversaries. Today I watched one of the adults sitting on the two newly hatched chicks (one is one day old, the other two) and the only thing that seemed to ruffle his or her feathers was a passing crow. She watched it like a hawk.

Me, I am too. Here’s a couple shots from my aerie above theirs. Next times, I’m bringing a tripod. National Geographic, eat yer heart out…

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