Today, my husband and I walked from the Eastern Prom (ME) to the Old Port, along a very busy bike/walk path; Casco Bay on one side, the Narrow Gauge Railway on the other. The sun shone down, the birds were singing, kids rode bikes, joggers passed by and the seagulls called out.
It was a glorious day!
My husband geo-cached, but the call of the osprey lured me away to the bay’s edge. I searched high and low. Finally, I found them. They were quite a ways away, but I had my camera on me. To be honest, I rarely go on a hike without it.
Check out this nest! All the rope mixed in with the sticks.
The one on the nest was hollering like crazy, and I soon figured out why. Another osprey wanted the nest.
They dove and danced in the air.
Until one of them claimed the platform for themselves.
Even so, the osprey who’d been kicked out, circled overhead for quite awhile, crying out to anyone who would listen.
It looked to me, like he hadn’t quite given up the fight yet.