Not a lot was going on this afternoon. Maybe we should try earlier in the day. I missed mom flying over from the nearby tree. And I was told that one of the babies had walked up one of the branches and was still hiding in the moss up there. But the baby barely peeked out of the nest while we were there, and mom mostly sat in the tree and napped. Kind of like being retired. The napping, not the sitting in trees.
A Snowbird's Life Through the Lens 