We have a few nesting pairs here in NYC. Everyone who's into these fabulous birds gets very excited around this time of year, and there are many people keeping an eye on the nests and watching to see how many babies are born.
There were 3 born in a nest in Riverside Park - about 3 weeks ago. Avid watchers have been watching the parents feed and keeping an eye out for little fuzzy heads popping up.
Saturday, during extremely high winds in NY, the nest was blown out of the tree and destroyed, the 3 eyasses along with it.
I feel so sad.
I know the parents are following instinct, and all the feedings and stuff are instinctual and they don't have "human-like" feelings of love and loss, and they're already re-building the nest, and they'll go on and produce more, next year, but I still can't get over my own feeling of loss. You watch these magnificent birds feeding their young and putting out a huge wing to protect them from the sun, and doing it together, and it's easy to put human emotions on that.
Anyway, sorry for rambling. I just can't get this out of my mind. Poor little babies.
There were 3 born in a nest in Riverside Park - about 3 weeks ago. Avid watchers have been watching the parents feed and keeping an eye out for little fuzzy heads popping up.
Saturday, during extremely high winds in NY, the nest was blown out of the tree and destroyed, the 3 eyasses along with it.
I feel so sad.
Anyway, sorry for rambling. I just can't get this out of my mind. Poor little babies.