Lunch

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I first heard the distinctive squeaky chirp.  Looking across the river to the old dead tree, I saw an osprey sitting near the top watching the water.  I ran inside and grabbed the camera.

I watched it for about 15 minutes.  It kept looking around, rocking its head side to side and around.

Then it shot downward into the river.  Next I know I had snapped a photo of the osprey flying out of the water,

It flew toward the near bank, slowly climbing, and then back over to the dead tree.

Someone got a nice perch for lunch!