About 30 minutes after shooting Dennis with the family meal, I moved to a corner section of the roof. I was always careful not to be overly intrusive, especially after the hatchlings were born. Annette always saw me when I peered down, usually at an angle, and didn't appear to be bothered by my presence. Suddenly I heard the familiar screech and looked up from where I was sitting. There, perched on the rail of the wood deck that sits atop the roof, was Dennis, feeling very protective of his family. I squeezed off a few shots and he flew off, as did I. I decided to give the new parents and their "babies" all the space they wanted. It was some seven days later when I went back up on the roof. Earlier that morning, the noise emanating from their nest was unusually loud. As I cautiously approached the edge of the roof and peered over, stunned to be looking down on an empty nest. Annette and Dennis were nowhere in sight, although they did show up later in the afternoon. Over the next few days, I heard and saw them from my third floor office located one floor below their nest. Subsequent visits to the roof revealed nothing except an empty nest. I knew the hatchlings were too young to fly or be on their own. A couple of my colleagues and I decided that when Annette and Dennis were not paying close attention, the black crows launched an invasion that was fatal to the newborns. The image was taken with a Canon EOS 7D with a 300mm Canon lens set at 1/3200s, f/5, ISO 800, auto white balance.