Every year I watch the Decorah Eagle Cam, sometimes just leaving a window open I can watch off and on all day on one of my monitors. Right now there are 3 little hatchlings, tottering and feeble, still covered with their downy white fluff. There are two cameras at least, and perspective changes and close-ups are done by the remote operators. As time goes by, of course, the eaglets grow, losing their down and begining to sprout black feathers – they are so funny looking at this stage! By June, they are learning to fly and hop from branch to branch in the huge tree where their nest is located. Mom and dad fly around, and bring them trout to eat – there is a fish hatchery nearby – and the occasional dove or hare.
Here, to me, is joy in seeing the cycle of life every year and the beauty of the world we cannot see in our own.
Ink, Yarn & Beer 