Once I neared the marsh, I spied two of the ospreys in the tops of dead trees. They were quite agitated and were being bombarded by the blue jays. Had these birds just all gone nuts? I knew the smaller birds were just sounding the alarm about the ospreys being in the territory even though they rarely prey upon anything but fish. The smaller songbirds do not care..if it is large and flies, it is a threat! The alarm must be sounded! The attack must be mounted! Poor ospreys, they did not have a peaceful morning. Still, the fact that the ospreys were also shrieking brought concern. Something else had to be in the area. I squinted my eyes against the bright morning sun but I could see nothing to be causing the disturbance. Suddenly, one of the ospreys took flight..and aimed directly toward another in a neighboring tree. Ahhh....
The commotion was all due to the nice size fish that the largest osprey had caught. Obviously, the others were hungry and wanted breakfast. I wondered if this had been the parent bird of the others. Perhaps they thought the fish was for them and if they hollered enough, the fish would have been divvied up. Not so..the larger osprey stood its ground and defended its catch. After much screaming and diving, the younger ospreys gave up and decided to hunt for themselves. Given its chance, the older bird ate its breakfast in peace.
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