I set up my tripod and got gradually closer and closer so I could get a picture of the mom on the nest.

Then I got out my step stool like I have been every day to take this picture:

It ended up blurry because I was under a swift attack. The mama was really brave today. I could feel her wing against my hair. I’m afraid tomorrow I may really get pecked. I may have to talk Barry into giving it a try.

The babies look much bigger, probably double what they were when they hatched, and much darker. I wonder when their eyes will open.