On March 4, 2026, at the Decorah eagle nest, HM2 stepped away briefly from incubation to grab a quick meal. The devoted mother had been patiently warming her eggs and finally took a short break to enjoy a fish. For a moment, it seemed like a quiet opportunity to refuel before returning to the nest. But the calm didn’t last long. Almost immediately, a group of crows began harassing her, loudly protesting her presence and swooping nearby. What should have been a simple breakfast quickly turned into a noisy standoff.
On the rainy morning of March 4, 2026, At the USS Steel Bald Eagle Cam Stella was incubating their three eggs, her mate Irv arrived carrying a fish, giving her a welcome chance to eat. The weather was soaking wet, and both eagles looked completely drenched. Stella immediately showed interest in the meal. For an eagle that has been sitting on eggs for long periods of time, bringing food deliveries like this are important.
The evening of March 2, 2026, was supposed to close gently over the Fort St. Vrain bald eagle nest. Instead, it became one of those chapters that reminds us just how quickly life on the nest can turn. At approximately 5:30 pm, while daylight still lingered across the Colorado sky, Ma delivered a beautiful surprise. The Fort St. Vrain bald eagle Egg #3 arrived quietly, completing what many had hoped would be another strong clutch this season.
On the afternoon of March 1, 2026, The Big Bear eagles incubation routine took a charmingly stubborn turn. The eggs were safe, the forest was quiet, and Shadow was settled low in the nest bowl like he had personally signed a long-term lease. Then Jackie returned, and what should have been a quick shift change turned into a gentle, funny little standstill.
On March 2, 2026, The morning started the way strong eagle mornings often do, with Decorah Dad arriving home carrying breakfast. Decorah’s Hatchery Dad swept into the nest with a fresh fish clutched in his talons. Below him, Mom remained settled low in the nest bowl, carefully incubating their two eggs. The late winter sun lit the nest in soft gold, and everything about the moment felt calm and steady.