I have been enjoying summer’s serene dawn moments. The eagles’ flight is one of those moments.
The golden eagles nest high in the eucalyptus grove each year. They return to the same nest year after year to raise their young and do not migrate in winter. Their one nest now must be 8 feet across. This is their second brood this season to take flight.
Given all the loud squawking, this is a parent with child. They are vociferous with their young and the tone seems reprimanding most of the time. No wonder… those kids fly… Fast!