Pisklęta orłów z Decorah są wciąż na tyle młode, by się chybotać, stukać dziobami i wyglądać na lekko zaskoczone własnymi…
Pisklęta orłów z Decorah wchodzą w ten cudownie niezręczny etap, kiedy każdy ruch wydaje się ważny, każde machnięcie skrzydłami wygląda…
On March 4, 2026, at the Decorah eagle nest, HM2 stepped away briefly from incubation to grab a quick meal. The devoted mother had been patiently warming her eggs and finally took a short break to enjoy a fish. For a moment, it seemed like a quiet opportunity to refuel before returning to the nest. But the calm didn’t last long. Almost immediately, a group of crows began harassing her, loudly protesting her presence and swooping nearby. What should have been a simple breakfast quickly turned into a noisy standoff.
On the morning of February 11, 2026, HD flew toward the Decorah nest with a huge fish in his talons. The fish was long, thick, and heavy. As he came in to land, the weight of the fish pulled him lower and lower. He came in too low and it looked like he might nearly miss the nest.