What might be hiding in your pockets?

Mine have held everything from pennies and safety pins to treasures with stories attached.

Come through the Open Door this Sunday for Checking My Pockets.

A pocket can hold a lot of stories.

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What does an osprey think about while she is eating lunch?

I watched this female osprey with a freshly caught fish, and somewhere in the middle of her meal, she seemed to have something else on her mind.

Photo 1: There is no question about what she is doing. Fish firmly held in those extraordinary talons, head down, she is eating.

Photo 2: And then she stops. The fish is still right there beneath her feet, but for the moment she isn’t interested in eating it. Something has caught her attention.

Photo 3: Now she looks up into the pines. And this is the photograph that makes me wonder. What is she thinking about? Of course, I have absolutely no idea. But looking at her standing there over her half-eaten fish, I couldn’t help wondering whether somewhere in that osprey brain there might be the faintest thought: Fish. Again.

Photo 4: And eventually her attention returns to the matter at hand. Fish. Again.

For an osprey, that isn’t merely a preference. Ospreys are extraordinarily specialized fish-eaters. Their bodies, their feet, their flight and their hunting behavior are beautifully adapted to catching fish.

In the wild, that specialization is magnificent to watch. An osprey can plunge into the water, seize a living fish and carry it away in those remarkable feet.

But that specialization has another side.

When an injured osprey comes into rehabilitation and can no longer catch its own meals, feeding that bird becomes much more complicated. You are caring for an animal whose natural diet is overwhelmingly fish — the fresh catch that it was designed to hunt for itself.

Watching this healthy female standing in the pine with her catch, I found myself thinking about both sides of that specialization: how perfectly equipped she is for the life she lives, and how challenging it becomes when, for some reason, she temporarily cannot live it.

But I doubt she was contemplating any of that.

She had a fish to finish.

Obviously — the little things that hold life together.

This week on Open the Door, Doc Ellen Tinsley tells a story about the ordinary little things we barely notice—and how much of our lives they quietly hold together.

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small things can hold much larger stories

On August 3, I had the privilege of being at Jordan Lake for the release of this adult Bald Eagle back into the wild.

After that first magnificent flight, however, the eagle apparently had other plans. Instead of simply disappearing into the distance, it headed for the shoreline and gave us a rather memorable post-release bathing session — complete with wet feathers, an unforgettable expression, and a wing stretched out to dry.

My thanks to the Carolina Raptor Center for the care and rehabilitation that made this return to the wild possible, and to Jordan Lake State Recreation Area for providing a safe place for the eagle’s release.

And my apologies for the delay in sharing these photographs. Computer glitches kept me from posting them when I had planned, but this was one homecoming I still wanted to share.

August 3, 2026 — Jordan Lake, North Carolina

A quiet morning. Bare toes curled over the edge of a porch step. And memories of some of the places those bare feet have taken me.

This Sunday’s Open the Door story is Toes — What my bare feet remember.

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