Eaglets, Bluebirds and Cactus
In my last post, I reported that I thought the young eaglets in the nest along the Cannon Valley Trail would be leaving the nest any day now. Since that report, a lot has happened and some of the news is disappointing. On Monday June 29th, Scott Roepke CVT Trail Manager shared an observation from a biker in which they saw two eaglets near the nest and it appeared that part of the nest had come down in the big wind on Sunday.
So yesterday, I biked out to the nest site and discovered the entire nest had fallen to the ground. There were still two bewildered eaglets perched on limbs near where the nest has been for an estimated ten years. This morning July 1st, I received a report from my neighbor Nancy Braschler that she and friends had biked to the nest and observed no eaglets at the nest site. They were also surprised and saddened to see that the nest had come down.
It will be very interesting to watch next spring to see if the parent eagles will rebuild a nest in the tree that they have used all these years to raise their young.
On June 16th, I reported that after five years of trying to establish a nest of bluebirds in our yard, we were finally successful. There was a beautifully woven nest of grass holding four light blue eggs. We were enjoying watching all the activity at the nest box through our sun porch window.
This past Sunday afternoon, I noticed something that caught my attention. A house wren was sitting on top of the bluebird nesting box. I had been warned this spring by bluebird expert Norm Willie that wrens have a reputation of being very aggressive and will on occasion destroy bluebird eggs.
I immediately went out to check the box and discovered that all four eggs had been removed from the nest. The next morning I again checked the nest and would you believe that the nest had been completely removed. In it’s place was a pile of tiny twigs comprising a new wren nest. The morale of the story: if you want to attract bluebirds to your yard, don’t do anything to encourage or attract wrens. In the meantime, I can hear our pair of bluebirds calling back and forth to each other in the trees surrounding our house.
On a completely different subject, about five years ago a friend from Lake City offered us a part of her prickly pear cactus that she had growing in her garden. Knowing that this is a desert plant and a few can be found in extreme s.w. Minnesota, I was surprised that they could grow around here. We accepted her offer and cut three pads off her plant and placed them in a paper bag for the trip home. A week later after some very hot weather, we discovered them in the back of our car. Despite the fact they appeared dead and were all shriveled up, I planted them anyway on the south side of our house. As of today, our cactus consists of over forty pads and thirty seven bright yellow blossoms.
An addition to this post:
I just received a report from someone who was biking the CVT last evening and came upon one of the eaglets sitting in the middle of the trails near the nest.




















