Field Notes Book: On the Wing

Had this ready to go and then got side-tracked last night and overlooked the Publish button.

The young Hobbies had flown. Three hungry mouths on the wing.
It is interesting to observe them in the nest. Too big to just settle down, too young to actually be out and about.
After lots of wing practice, hanging on to the nest, and exploring the close branches, they seem to have full knowledge of what is required, but the connection between flapping and letting go is not made.
Then, it’s seems, almost on a whim, they turn, flap, and are aerial.  Not that it’s great flying, mind you,  straight lines mostly, and of course the challenge of slowing down enough to grab onto a branch for security.

Presumably they were airborne the day before we arrived, as they seemed to have settled to the jobs at hand.  Dad was still bringing in food, Mum organising it and distibuting in an even manner.
Three perfect little carbon copies.

Two sitting in the open in the early morning sunshine
Although now free of the nest, they still have a close bond and peck and preen each other
Looks like food is on the way, and it might be first in best fed.
Working hard at getting the wings digging in to the air and righting the balance
Food attached, time to seek a quiet spot to enoy it.
Pfffh feathers. Now they have to prepare their own repast.
With all the skills ahead yet to learn, they still are able to turn on an impressive speed when required.