Oh, I was grumpy, yes I was at sunrise this morning. The fog was heavy over the river and all up in the trees. Grump, indeed, as any birds were well-hidden. I kept looking down the river where I just could see an adult bald eagle, silent in the mist. The sun eased up the sky and suddenly there was light caught in the trees. “That would be a pretty landscape shot,” I thought, “and maybe the eagle will be visible in the photograph”. Snap. I took the shot and forgot about it until just now. Oh, my. Light suffused and showing plainly that there were 3 bald eagles in the tree. My grump got dispelled as I planned to share with all of you. Take care, be safe. Stay well.

Jordan Lake, Haw River
 A brick wall sometimes a mirror may be
 if you as a child can see
 past the clay
 letting your imagination roam free

Jordan Lake, Doc Ellen’s Evening Note:  I celebrate October 31 as All Saints’ Eve.  A time to remember those gone Home before me: be they family, friends, furred or feathered companions.  I miss them all and visit their memories, gently, in the crispness of the autumn eventide.  Take the thoughts of those you also cradle within your soul, with you into the beginning of a new month on the morrow. Peace and Grace, Doc Ellen