Just got back from the site. The youngsters are all grown up now, looking sleek and healthy and full of pep. We watched them practice tag and flying upside down with talons at the ready, and also watched Mr. Red chase mom off her perch again. This time, she had had enough - she zoomed down on him and grabbed him in her talons, then let go. He flew off to the other side of the Education Building and stayed there, where we gather he nursed his wounded pride for a while; we saw him fly later, so he was not hurt. Later, all the youngsters gathered on the Education Building to eat, preen, and just take it easy after some flying practice. Mom decided that some crows were too close to the kids, and took off after them, so we saw a whole flock of crows zoom across our line of vision with her right behind, then she turned around and went back to the Education Building. We did not see dad, but it was too early for him to tuck in, so we think he was probably off patrolling his territory. All in all, it was a very relaxing evening for Bev, Peter and I, just watching the youngsters practice their flying, nothing very stressful, and no heart-stopping moments - thankfully!
