Birds of prey are my favorite birds. If there's any such thing as reincarnation .... I want to come back as a bird of pray. The Ospray that live along the Chesapeake Bay are such graceful birds. I could watch them for hours as they soar and stalk their next fish for lunch.
This pair of Ospray have made home on top of the York River Bridge. As I was sitting in traffic, creeping across the bridge, I was able to get a close up. Everyday I see the birds as I pass over the bridge. It appears that there are the pair, plus a juvenile from last year still hangin' out with his folks. I've watched them carrying twigs and such to build their home. It's a true delight to see. They seem to be able to adjust to the changing environment and carry on with their daily lives just like us -- no matter how noisy the neighbors.