Yesterday I arrived at the refuge, near the nest of the Ospreys I have been following this year. The two chicks were not visible, but the two parents were there, with the mother making loud calls.
He seemed oblivious to her calls. After about twenty long minutes he finally flew away. She watched him soar toward the marshes.
Some twelve minutes later, he was back, with no fish!
In no time she sent him back out again. Another half hour passed during which she flew around to look for him, leaving the nest without adults protecting it.
The two chicks were making noises and eventually stood up in the nest.
Finally, the male Osprey came back with a big catfish.
The father proceeded to tear out pieces of catfish and fed them to one chick while the other waited for its turn without complaining. It would not be fed until the first chick had finished eating.
I did not see the female Osprey again, but she was probably somewhere nearby either fishing or eating her fish. I had spent roughly an hour and a half watching the nest and it was time for me to go.