Damp morning, warm air, thus far.
Well, I left last night with the juvies calling for lunch and tea well into the evening hoping that either ma or pa would come through with fish for the family. Over the past 4 months I am constantly reminded of; the random timing of switchovers in incubation by each adult, the size or quantity of fish, what nesting material is brought to the nest, by whom, when are the best fishing times and what are the ultimate conditions. Every day provides a different pattern, including yesterday with delivery of very few fish. Was the behaviour yesterday a separating process, encouragement, or a dispute between the roles of female & male, or non of the above?
I did leave pondering why or how odd it was not to note fish catch in our diary throughout the day. I knew of course that plenty of food had been provided for all the previous day and that the birds were not starving/dehydrating. Thank you blog people for informing me that infact a couple of fish have been provided over the night and this morning.
I expect today will provide more opportunity to see fresh skulls, intestines and all the other fleshy and gooey bits so exciting for ourselves and the osprey.
See, I have projected my pattern for the day. We shall see. Rinchen