The three baby eagles in the Decorah, Iowa nest are thriving. Thus, today was the first time I saw both Mama and Papa, at the same time, feeding the hungry little ones. As they grow, the eaglets need more food, and both parents have to help in the feedings.
Our couple in the Maine nest are still dysfunctional. The egg, if viable, should hatch around the end of this month. The father, bless him, continues to sit on the nest. The mother is still spooked from the attack by another eagle and human taunting that took place a few weeks ago. Thus, while she will roost on the branch above the nest when the father is off hunting, she cannot bring herself to sit on the egg.
Watching these two nests over the last month has underscored to me just how chancy, precarious and dangerous life can be. But it also drives home the fact that, when the elements and life-supporting events cooperate, the result is sweet. I remain cautiously optimistic about the viability of that egg in the Maine nest. Regardless of the outcome, at least this couple, the mother of whom is a young bird, will gain more experience in the process and this will increase their chances of parenthood in future years.