Breakfast is at 8.15–Don’t be Late!
For the past two mornings I have had the privilege of watching two baby osprey chicks be fed. The parents are usually precise in their feeding time and when the dad was a couple minutes late this morning, the mother let him know it was time for their babies to enjoy their morning repast by her loud and excited call.
Being on the Magnolia River early in the morning is a joy. Half the time I’m dodging mullet leaping out of the water and the other half of my morning paddle is spent listening to birds singing, cicadas droning or like today, an osprey mom calling to dad to deliver the fresh catch of the morning.
Grateful for such a treat and also for a break in my cardio paddling, I find myself daring to not be late for this most amazing, breakfast appointment.
4 Replies to “Breakfast is at 8.15–Don’t be Late!”
Love this! I’m looking out my window to see Cardinal, Blujays, Chickadess and one very hungry Yellowhammer munching on breakfast. I love watching daddy cardinal stay at a higher level on watch as mom feeds the little ones.
Birds are blessings with wings…
Wish you could drag a net and get us a mess of mullet!
I have had to dodge them as they jump. One of my favorite loves about paddling is the mullet jumping. So beautiful.