Today was a particularly trying day of teaching. It's getting late in the year, and as usual my students are not terribly smitten by Romeo and Juliet. To make matters worse, I'm battling a really nasty virus that has taken my voice.
Ah, but at the end of the day I paused to check in on my favorite web cam buzzards...
Just in time to see mother and chick preening and bonding with each other. Oh, blessed mystery of life, at last I've found you!
The baby Condor now has a name. So the family consists of Sisquoc (the father, I met him long ago in San Diego), Shatash (the mom), and Saticoy (the chick). The names are all Native American.
I don't know about you, but I think "Saticoy" is a lovely name. It's too bad I'm too old to have more children.
Perhaps I'll suggest it for a grandchild.