Mama is still doing nest time 24/7, and appears to be growing tired of it. Her osprey expression -- glaring yellow eyes, down-curved beak -- is even more grim than usual. She is too dispirited even to offer a "peep peep" when we appear in the yard. You mothers out there will know how she feels.
To humor her, Papa brings a fish. With great flourish, he makes several passes over the nest before he lands and presents it to her. Mama downs the fish, leaving a few bites for Papa. He flies away, and she arranges her feathers and resigns herself to egg-sitting.