A pair of common loons appeared regularly for several years on a lake about 120 miles north of the Twin Cities when we lived there 20 years ago.
The birds faithfully arrived each spring as soon as the ice was gone. They lingered in the fall until the woods were empty of birdsong and filled with the crunch of fallen leaves.
The loons did not nest, though, as far we could tell. Young loons never were seen.
Cabin owners eventually built and placed a nesting platform on the lake. The loons responded with a nest that failed for reasons unknown.
The platform was modified, and anchored in a different part of the lake. There were eggs in the nest that year. Unfortunately, it too was abandoned, well into incubation.
Those of us keeping an eye on the loons feared that boat traffic near the nest on Memorial Day weekend was too much for the parents, this on a lake where motored boats were prohibited.
We were pleased and surprised when the loons produced yet more eggs that season and began incubation again.
On a Saturday morning in mid-June a bald eagle was seen on the nest. The eagle was not sharing incubation duties. It was eating the eggs, dipping its head in and out of the nest. The eagle’s bill dripped.