The three juveniles are about to begin their rough, harsh adult lives, that which makes life beautiful. Abigail continues to hang around the Taj Mahal. She and David seem like a couple. Jesse came back from where ever, and is now also using the Taj Mahal for his home base. I don’t think reality has sunk in yet. All day Sunday and Monday the juveniles frolicked in the early autumn sunshine, like little H. sapien children in a playground.
O&H recognize the the signs:
1. Seasonal change
2. Changes in food supply
3. Changes in day length
4. Secret genetic sequences that have evolved since the last ice age are producing hormones affecting their brains (zugunruhe).
5. Changes in the Earth’s magnetic field.
6. The bottom line is H. sapiens have no clue why and how birds migrate and navigate. But I’m just throwing out a few ideas. If Harriet would open up to me a little more on the subject, I would really have something interesting to say.
Anyway, on with the story. O&H decided to get off to an early start. Instinct said, “it is time to go.”
Harriett is a little worried about David, but she figures if he sticks with Abigail his chances of a successful migration are good. Remember the dismal statistics for survival at one year for Pandion haliaetus.
Neither Ozzie nor Harriet worry about Jesse. Jesse is tough and aggressive; it’s the way you need to be with Mother Nature…..”Mother Nature…… and I have serious unresolved issues with Mother Nature,” said the Doctor.
Jesse reminds Harriett of her father. She is sure Jesse is the one that will carry on The Mission. Harriet made it clear to Jesse that he must learn telepathy and practice it with the Doctor. Not that Harriett is feeling bad or even tired, but any wise bird knows to plan for unforeseen events. It is sort of an insurance policy, a contingency plan.
Here are a few pictures from Sunday and Monday. I hope you enjoy them.