Well, our little buddy has flown the nest. For a few days we watched him jump from limb to limb in the cedar, while a few feet away from an Elm tree the mother clicked and clacked and cawed....trying to get the little one to fly I guess. My wife got lucky and saw the little guy bail from the tree and swoop over the garage headed to the hedgerow surrounding the wheat field behind our house. We haven't seen him since, though we still get the evening visits from Mom, sitting on the high-line poles and hooting in the evening. I don't expect to see her for too much longer though. Can't wait to see what happens next season. Here are a couple of photo's of the "baby" on the last day that I saw it. He was perched up in the top of the cedar, soaking up the evening sun for some reason. Again, shitty iphone pic.