We have been blessed with the presence of an Osprey, roosting on a dead branch high above the yard. When it first started roosting and occasionally eating up there, it only took the crows a short while to fly up there and start hassling the Osprey. Then the crows started hanging out up there - since it is a nice perch. It didn't take the Blue Jays long to fly up there and start hassling the crows. Now all the birds in the yard go up there to hang out. They never noticed it was a nice place until the Osprey showed them.
Nowadays the Osprey waits until it is starting to get dark before returning to its roost over the yard. During the day, the crows are up there. I don't know where the crows are at night and I rarely see the Osprey take off or land.
In the morning as it starts to get light out, I see the Osprey's outline up there and then I blink and it is gone. Sometimes it comes back with a breakfast fish and eats for a while. So this morning I see it landing with a fish and dropping it into thick forest foliage. It spent around 10 minutes looking down, doing a short loop of flight, and trying to spot where the fish had fallen. Then it gave up and flew off - still wanting breakfast. But it came back, looking tired, with no fish, and is sitting there now. I don't mean to project. It could have eaten somewhere else.
Such a beautiful bird.


