Category Archives: Ospreys

Cycles of life in the wild.

When the eggs hatch, the osprey chicks are covered in white down feathers, and they’re quite helpless. They rely entirely on their parents for food, warmth, and protection. Both parents are highly devoted to caring for their young and will … Continue reading →

Daydreaming at the kitchen counter, the Doctor haphazardly gazed at Old North River’s receding tide, hoping his mood would not follow. Unperceived by said Doctor, two friendly ethereal affirmations, truth and nature, circled the room above him. They were jovial … Continue reading →

Has anyone seen Mary Jane today?

Four juveniles on the nest. Mary Anne is the best fisherperson. Plus she is Woke. And she does not share.

Mary Jane, third hatchling, learning to fly. “Hey! Wait for me.