I set up my light weight tripod on Avenue B and pointed my camera at the nest. For the first hour nothing happened, but then the hawks woke up. The kids stretch their wings, projectile poop out the nest onto 9th Street and Dad (Christo) bring Mom (Dora) a rat dinner. It should only get more exciting in the nest over the next 3 weeks as they grow and strengthen their wings getting ready to fledge.