This is pretty much what I see all day, Quest protecting Harlequin from the hot beating sun! A very good mother she turned out to be. 

Oh, it's just been a "Bummer" season! I'm sure we all feel something. Others just take it harder. It's life as we deal with nature.

Wait, did I miss something?  Has Beauty rejected Archer for good?  Or am I misreading?

No Carly, not at all. I think it's because Archer is spending most of his time at KP with Unity and Beauty is being left out. It is sad to watch her watch for him at the nest. 

["It's so hot Satan probably took the day off.""It's so hot I saw a funeral procession pull into a Dairy Queen.""It's so hot that I saw two trees fighting over a dog.""We're having to have to feed the chickens crushed ice so they won't lay hard-boiled eggs.""It's so hot I saw a dog chasing a cat and they were both walking.""It's so hot the cows are giving evaporated milk.""I can't hack this weather. I flunked out of hacking school."I didn't say it was great humor. I just said I marveled at it.]

Today I am stuck with the impossible task of trying to convince you that you need to be doing something fun outdoors.

Fishing? Too hot. Camping? Too hot. Hiking? Too hot. Biking? Too hot. Bird watching? Well, it might be a good time to get a rare photo of a yellow-bellied sapsucker picking up a worm with a potholder.

I have no idea what has happened to Alabama's weather the past two years. We now have three seasons -- snow, tornadoes and summer. This is the first of June and already anything outdoors that doesn't involve a swimming pool is unbearable.

This record heat is forecast to continue for several days and one thing you can be assured of is that people will be complaining about how hot it is.

Rural Alabamians take great pride in complaining about how hot, cold, dry or rainy it is outdoors. In the early 1980s I lived on a farm near Elba in Coffee County and I marveled at my neighbors' comical descriptions of everyday life, especially the weather. Here are a few dillys I remember hearing about those brutally hot, breezeless days:

"It's so hot Satan probably took the day off."

"It's so hot I saw a funeral procession pull into a Dairy Queen."

"It's so hot that I saw two trees fighting over a dog."

"We're having to have to feed the chickens crushed ice so they won't lay hard-boiled eggs."

"It's so hot I saw a dog chasing a cat and they were both walking."

"It's so hot the cows are giving evaporated milk."

"I can't hack this weather. I flunked out of hacking school."

I didn't say it was great humor. I just said I marveled at it.

Like you, a few months ago I was cursing the snow. Now I'm wishing I had a summer home in North Dakota. For the past two years I feel like I was cheated out of my spring fishing season. For the second year in a row it has in a matter of weeks gone from being almost too cold to fish to being almost too hot to fish.

Being in the outdoors is supposed to fun. This isn't much fun.

I went fishing on Memorial Day and the evening before. Last Sunday evening I fished for bream in an incredible private lake and even though I was literally catching bream in the 1½ to 2-pound range I was ready to quit because of the heat.

The following morning I was up at daybreak and fishing for bass in the same lake. I was catching bass in the 5-, 6- and 7-pound range but by 11 a.m. I called it quits even though I was still catching big bass.

I have no idea what is causing this unusual weather. I can remember it going for years without snowing and it has snowed more in Alabama in the past two years than I can ever remember in my life. I can remember it going for years without hitting 100 degrees and last year it was over 100 11 days and over 97 another 13 days.

How hot is it?

It's early June and you're sitting in the air conditioning reading this instead of being outdoors doing something fun.

23:31, Friday, June 3, 2011

Clearance!

So, until tomorrow comes, we will first visit the whole thing is neat clean up. After tomorrow (today) at about 10.00 hours, two outstanding young ringed in the nest to be removed. Movies will be here by grafting shots and Hans, our loyal master clip, a clip of them will make it so you all can enjoy what is happening when it rings. Cam 2 will also be restored again, so we are the last stage of offspring development also able to observe up close. I hope that the carcass of the cub that was dumped out of the nest today still performing autopsies by which we can still determine the possible cause of death. Good riddance.

He was doing so well, then died and was dropped over the edge. 

Quest tries to feed Harlequin but he/she already has a full crop. Harlie turns his back on her. She kept following him around with the food but "NOPE", wasn't hungry. Finally, she flew off to cache it and came back.

Beauty at nest then took off.

http://www.livestream.com/nytnestcam?utm_source=website-home&utm_medium=grid&utm_campaign=nytnestcam Look how big Pip is getting. 1 month old today

[The death count, averaging 67 a year for three decades, worries field biologists because the turbines, which have been providing thousands of homes with emissions-free electricity since the 1980s, lie within a region of rolling grasslands and riparian canyons containing one of the highest densities of nesting golden eagles in the United States.]

http://www.latimes.com/news/local/la-me-adv-wind-eagles-20110606,0,4078175.story video and story

The death count, averaging 67 a year for three decades, worries field biologists because the turbines, which have been providing thousands of homes with emissions-free electricity since the 1980s, lie within a region of rolling grasslands and riparian canyons containing one of the highest densities of nesting golden eagles in the United States.

or maybe "of its kind"... (one of the many reasons not to rely on spell-checks...)

Bobbie, you can click on modify on your post and change a boo boo and click save. Works like a charm. 

Beauty spent most of the night at the nest box. 2:36 she arrived next to main cam, where she spent most of the time.
4:30
4:35

4:53am, she left

Beauty came by the nest for a few.

A bit of mystery and intrigue surrounds the nesting of two adult peregrine falcons on Duluth’s Greysolon Plaza Hotel, said Julie O’Connor of Peregrine Watch, a part of Hawk Ridge Bird Observatory in Duluth.

Last week, O’Connor was able to read the band on the adult female’s leg at the nest site. O’Connor was surprised to learn that the female is not Amy, the adult that had been on the nesting site the past few years. It’s a different adult female that had nested on the Blatnik Bridge in 2006, 2007 and 2008. She was originally banded in McRae, Ontario, in 2004, O’Connor said.

The male at the Greysolon site, unbanded, is presumed to be the same male that was there with Amy last year, O’Connor said. Nobody knows what happened to Amy. She could have died, or she could have been driven off or killed by the new female.

Meanwhile, the two chicks that hatched either May 19 or 20 are doing fine, O’Connor said.

“Their muscle tone is developing,� she said. “They are becoming more able to be left alone for periods of time. The female will gradually increase her range away from them.�

Two eggs remain unhatched in the nest, O’Connor said, and probably will not hatch. It could be that the eggs got too cold, or they may not have been successfully fertilized, O’Connor said.

reminds me of Kaver 

Duluth News Tribune

So cool. a Canadian in Pennsy!! 

Funny, I saw that commercial tonight...minus the Falcon....hmm. Funny though. Thanks.