The thing of it is, when you know of an eagle nest that you can visit you have a short window of watching the eaglets as they are being raised. So after my errands I went to check the nest yesterday and then had to delete all my photos. Late in the day the light is behind them leaving them in silhouette, which meant that today I would be sure to go early. There were a few photographers watching this morning, all of us arriving by 8 AM, and then we waited. One eagle was in the tree above the nest and we were anticipating the second eagle arriving with breakfast. Eventually an osprey started the action.
Not this one, this one showed up later and tempted fate by flying over the nest with it’s fish in it’s talons. No, the first one perched up the street on a snag and the eagle in the tree took off to chase it off. But the eagle didn’t give chase, he/she perched in a tree that gave us a nice view of him as well as the nest. And we waited.
Even the eagle was bored enough to yawn. Finally this eagle took off and we all were excited for when it would return and we would see the babies. So we waited some more and sure enough, he/she eventually returned.
Even the elusive second chick put in an appearance. But the two of them are like whack a mole, when one’s head is up the other one is down. But we saw them both stretching their wings. Way more wing spread than I would have assumed.
Here they are, both in the same shot, even if the eaglet who is usually much more visible took this moment to be looking the other way. The clouds rolled in the longer we waited. A far cry from the nice blue sky and puffy clouds when we first arrived. Photography may get me out of the house, but it doesn’t offer much exercise when you spend a couple of hours standing in one place waiting for something to happen. Not that I’m complaining. And I have to admit that I have learned to stop expecting a bird that I see in the sky, soaring on the wind currents, to be an eagle. Whenever I do see an eagle in flight it seems that the are focused on someone, flying with a purpose in mind. 
A Snowbird's Life Through the Lens 