Despite hoping to spend a lot more time this year with the Osprey, my schedule and other circumstances simply hasn’t worked out so far — which kind of bums me out. We made time on Saturday and headed over to Westborough, fingers crossed that the nest would turn out to be successful. As I paddled over to the nest site it was ominously quiet, although it was in the morning and Osprey are not typically early risers. I thought the original scene was three adults (which would be very strange), but it turned out that it was a juvenile on the nest and the adults were in adjacent trees. About an hour later I noted signs of a second young one in the nest and once some wing-stretching started it was obvious they have raised two young birds to the brink of fledging.
I’m going to try to visit a couple of times a week through the fledging phase and till they head south. This is the fun time to visit the nest.
Mostly bright clouds made for less than wonderful photos. Another reason to start visiting at sunset.
A young Osprey pants under a summer sun.
Sibling Osprey share an increasingly crowded nest
An adult osprey joins the nestlings (I think this is the male, but I’m not 100% sure)
