This is the overhead camera, live. Four well-feathered nestlings, fourteen-plus days from hatch, square in the fledging window — if you are watching when one of them commits to the air, you are seeing it at the same moment we are.
A few honesty notes, in the house style:
- The stream runs about twenty seconds behind reality. Cloudflare relays it; the delay is the cost of not melting our home connection.
- The timestamp burned into the frame is wrong on purpose. The camera keeps its own eccentric clock, roughly twelve hours ahead. Every file in the journal is named by true Pacific time; the on-screen clock is decoration we choose not to crop.
- The feed may go dark without warning. This is the one camera that survived the gap, nobody is home to press its power button, and it streams on borrowed resilience. If it drops, the journal continues — every thirty seconds of this stream is also being written to storage, so nothing the camera sees is lost even when the player is.
- No audio. The camera ships telephone-grade audio nobody needs; the nest is better watched than listened to.
While you watch: the female arrives every so often to feed; the nestlings spend most of their time in a feathered heap that occasionally reorganizes itself. Fledging, when it comes, tends to happen in the morning hours. The cycle page tracks the biology; the data counts every visit.