After 6:00 yesterday we walked down to see the eagles. Both eaglets
were out of the nest with no adult present. One of them was on a high
branch (the spot often occupied by a parent). The other one was on a
horizontal branch level with the nest. Very exciting to see them
literally out on a limb for the first time.
It was a glorious evening , the sycamore nest tree bathed in a golden
light with the river, the lush Wildlife Management Area on the other
side and the Blue Ridge beyond. After a while the eaglet on the lower
branch hopped back to the nest but then got out and landed on a branch.
I kept watching the eaglet up high and wondered how he was going to get
down from there. The ruckus in a nearby tree diverted my attention and
when I looked back the eaglet was gone. He hadn't fallen as I feared
momentarily but came flying from behind a tree landing in the same
spot. This maneuver was repeated three times while I was there. The
other youngster seemed to still be in the branching phase of growing up.
I don't know what the reason was for all the noise coming from the tree
nearby. There were lots of Bluebird chattering away. I also saw two
Kingbirds, Indigo Buntings, a first year Orchard Oriole as well as an
adult, among others. It was really magical to be able to take all this
in from the comfort of a chair between two giant 100+ year ginkgo trees
with a cool breeze coming up the hill. Could have stayed there much