When Dora emerges, she stretches like someone who's been on a long flight in coach. She doesn't stray too far from the nest, though. Here she is perched atop the cross of St Brigid's church, which is right across the street from the nest. From up there, she can likely see straight into it.
After weeks of manic mating and nest-building, Christo seems to be taking advantage of the momentary lull in activity. Here, he enjoys an evening visit to the bird
He then takes in a little hunting from a low branch behind the park offices.
Something catches his eye...
After about twenty minutes of rat-gazing, Christo decided to try his luck in another part of the park, so we parted ways.