Rediscovering home: Magnificent flyers
He soared in on crooked wings spreading about five feet across the blue sky, clutching in his talons a branch with black moss hanging from it like a shaggy haircut.
The male osprey landed deftly on top of a power pole about 20 yards from the house, setting down the first piece of what they thought would be their home. The female – osprey usually mate for life – arrived shortly afterward.
Their staccato chirp-whistles rang out as they set about their work.
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