I got off work at 11 AM, walked the dogs, investigated the crane noises out back and took lots of pictures, and then thought, what next? Well, I said to myself, you haven’t checked on the eagles lately. So off I went.
I arrived a little after 4 PM, and found Mom, or Dad, on the nest, and I hoped that they would switch off soon. In no time I saw the other eagle fly into the area and I zoomed in on the nest in anticipation of him landing there. And I waited, and waited. Even the on-duty parent got tired of waiting and started yelling. Then she/he flew off the nest. And still I waited, focused on the nest, hoping a chick would pop it’s head up. That didn’t happen, but I swear I heard peeping, but can’t say that it came from the nest. Eventually, not too long really, parent #2 landed on the nest and started tending something, a baby? Just general housekeeping? I decided that this was Mom because she apparently decided that a small branch above the nest had to go, and she spent quite a while working on accomplishing that. 
And again, I thought what next? Sunset wasn’t for over an hour at that point, so I decided to go to Hudson Beach for the sunset, killing some time and putting me a lot closer to home. I put the new wide-angle lens on for the sunset pictures. Practice, practice, practice, yet again.
And from the iPhone, one more…
