This morning we watched an adult Bald eagle fly along the treetops to a perch in a tall White pine. We were trying to get a couple of clear photos through our south windows when ravens began calling. As I pressed the shutter button a pair of ravens glided in toward the eagle, one landing on the pine as the eagle shrugged and departed toward the river. The ravens cheered before also gliding away north to their usual roosts by the hayfield.

Janie, if any of the cut trees' stumps or big branches are still there, they can be fine bird feeding stations.
Maeve